E From The L.O.S.T. - Rip Open That Sky lyrics

[Verse] Section 805 Come on black cap, shirt says Iraq with a C (IRAC) I'm still rocking Dickies like it's 1993 No.. skinny jeans for me. Whatever n***a do your thing No one hip as me. Time machine on D's My hip-hop make a blind broad stop to jock I wear the sun around my neck and it's not over the top I said "Hey Girl, I heard you like the baller rap singers Why can't you see the seven rings of Saturn on my pinkie finger?" Now that's SHINE that you're soaking in Besides I haven't met a woman that I couldn't hear the ocean in Stolen by her eyes but in the tide is where I'll die again Begging for the lamb to rip the Devil from my diaphragm Then I'm back again. Demons double dipping in my dopamine WHOLE in my chest, you'll leave some soul for me? The morning's unforgiving, she remembers me She says I'll never change. She always walks away We had a thing once, I was young and full of love I accidentally told her when the spirit had my tongue I can't get up to hold her, my mistakes each weigh a ton Our opposites are polar now. She just slipped away some how Why can't I forget her like my Father's pictures? No.. At least let me remember who I was when I was with her though I've never been the average everyday Joe-blow Fighting for that f**ing lying hoe inside the center fold I LONG for the live... Alone inside the loony bin Looking for a friend that has been to any place that I have been Handshakes are paper thin. Most men are made of tin We have no common ground. So let's just get faded then [Hook/Bridge] Rip open that sky. Buck that mothaf**in' .45 Bang! Motherf**er die! Sippin' Colt 45 Rip open that sky. Buck that mothaf**in' .45 Bang! Motherf**er die! Sippin' Colt 45 Rip open that sky. BANG that mothaf**in' .45 BANG! MOTHERfu*kER DIE! BANG! MOTHERfu*kER DIE! Leather lungs, thick skin, soul is a fire pit There isn't a b**h that could f** with my iron wit Leather lungs, thick skin, soul is a fire pit There isn't a b**h that could f** with my iron wit Leather lungs, thick skin, soul is a fire pit There isn't a b**h that could f** with my iron wit Leather lungs, thick skin, soul is a fire pit THERE ISN'T A b*tch THAT COULD fu*k WITH MY IRON WIT!!!