Larry Fisherman - Troubled Man's Lullaby lyrics

[Verse 1: Mac Miller] The pill that will cure me is hard to swallow I met her at a car show, somewhere in Colorado With an act that's hard to follow, she an astronaut The band had practice at my house, I had a large garage She take the trolley to the coffee shop, around the corner, behind the clinic Had an espresso shot and one Virginia Slim All she could think about was him, how he's been and if he's seeing someone Haven't heard much from him since he joined the marching band Selling her mom's Percocets, and popping uppers Her heart would stutter, thoughts were often cluttered, raindrops on the gutter drumming Her ugly rubber duckling sinking while the bath drain Tell her doctor she need Vicodin, it's for her back pain Took a nap on the last train, her mind's in the ashtray She can't unlock her conscience, left her keys with the valet Bad day marathon, can't change the channel Hard to arrange what's scrambled [Hook: Mac Miller (Delusional Thomas)] Can you sing me a troubled man's lullaby Save the fairy tale endings for another time Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep Can you sing me a troubled man's lullaby Save the fairy tale endings and romance for another time Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep [Verse 2: Retch] It was n***as everywhere, it was looking like a plan Take the fix, started bucking, they was booking by the van Little kids started crying, I seen a n***a trip and fell It was me and bro, just dumping, n***a all you seen was shells When he tried to hop the fence, he was running towards the V Bullets whizzing past his dome, he was ducking by the tree Another n***a he was fly, had the [?] that was black But them n***as they was food, so he got wet up in his back Other n***a got away, but it was quiet for his mans I seen bro lick a shot, it hit his head and then it jammed He pulled the 40 out his back, co*ked the sh** and kept blamming Had the smile on his face, caught excitement from the panic Could of swore it was a game, he was shooting like it's Xbox Darkskin, skinny a** n***a with the dreadlocks Now I'm all out of dog food, bodies lying twitching Hit the trunk and got low, heard them sirens in the distance Turn and go