this song will be recorded for quality assurance
in accordance with ordinance 1: move the audience
I run rap like Mr Norton, the warden
piss him off and it's problems
a portion of proceeds are going to the orphans
the rest to every liquor store in walking distance
like Hull's for instance
well it ain't walking distance, but same difference
I wrote this one on the porch in New Orleans
someone got shot on the lawn the same morning
people asking Is he alive? we ain't sure
but my boy swore he saw a paramedic straight yawning
day goes by, the street ain't even cordoned
kids is straight bored in the house, staying cautious
got me nervous in the front room, one boom's all it takes
gats like that go straight through the walls
in an hour the rain's pouring
like God's upstairs playing the organ
the blood in my veins coarsing
got me brainstorming on all this chaos
and it's exhausting, every thought trails off
and that's quite enough of that
another track, another shot of Jack
I zone out and now it's day four in this motherfucker
ok, one more I'm in
here's to you, cheers Nola Darling