WINS IN GREY

So anxious, anxiously waiting
The time has been fading
Right in front of us facing
Everything but our fears
A river of tears, flow as I'm greeting my peers
In a couple of years
The future 'bout as bright as my contrasted seams, I been tripling beams
Think twice about the life that it brings
We shoot ones at the price of the team
The countdown is over
Loose change come in slower
We still dishing dimes at harder times, draft day harden in '09
We so used to the pain
What to do with the gains
Head down and my sole is beat up, I been running too long
Bloodhound on the nose don't freeze up, I ain't gunning I'm strong
Pigs hate dictate, but we just wanna ball until the wrists break
They play games in the court
Black man on the stand
4 x 4 where you play
We'll pray and then hold ya hand
They take notice of where you stay
WINS is clouded by GREY
I switch the attitude on any given Sunday
God is watching, spot the devil hiding on the runway plane sight
Blink twice regain sight, change mind it ain't right
Different mind states I took the plane flight
Dreaming of new shit, dying to lose it(Lucid)
You fell down and started licking ya wounds
You sick of the bitch? Monkey sick of baboon, I'm getting sick of this tune