Language Arts Crew - Bootleg lyrics

[Verse 1 – Benny Medicina and Vric Enoh] [Benny Medicina] We tryna stay involved Back against the wall, bangin' out these songs It seems it's been a long time since we've had a cause [Vric Enoh] It's fatal flaws and loss of focus that'll make you pause Kick your place and stop, taking a fall before you hit the wall [Benny Medicina] I said, “We goin' crazy. We got a lot to learn.” My pockets burning from the inside with a loss of words [Vric Enoh] A lot of nerve. We're stepping in the path we walk Tables burned. We're burnin' in the aftershock [Benny Medicina] I'm proud of much, but I'm proud of this Sittin', watch the hours tick. That's words up off a coward's lips [Vric Enoh] Your soul perished, I know Under pressure like a can of Coke, plus I burn it down like Santana Row [Benny Medicina] And be up on the grind, look, I don't need wheels to drive A f**in' MC, I don't need wings to fly [Vric Enoh] Times ticking, take your time, it's a moment in life Roll with us as we ride through the night [Chorus – QS Zeus] There's a lot of things that I forget Money I earned, I already spent This bed is gonna have to change Each day all seems the same My goals are way too high to see Ain't no good hour, love for me Outlined, but I can't see your face I left town without a trace, I travel [Verse 2 – Clint Westwood and QS Zeus] [QS Zeus] I don't sleep a whole lot and won't talk often I'm a straight jerk near the tree that I fall from [Clint Westwood] Evolving from grace, getting walled, shaped, calling your namesake All hail the [brawl-top?] brigade [QS Zeus] It keeps burning, [mean version the street?] To a degree, this steel work's a metal version of me [Clint Westwood] It's an emergency, counterinsurgency Versus the murder [relief, we gonna surface if verse be?] [QS Zeus] It's daybreak. Dangerous, but it's safe to say The Lord giveth, we share, yo we take it away [Clint Westwood] Chasing the day, breaking the frame of the space To raising my [brace?] and layin' my blade in the way [QS Zeus] So lay me to rest, my casket paid with a check That'll bounce in an [eighth?], and I'll be raised from the dead [Clint Westwood] No [fate I spend?] s**ing the brain out of my head It comes to rain [?], making it rain on the Homestead [Chorus – QS Zeus] There's a lot of things that I forget Money I earned, I already spent This bed is gonna have to change Each day all seems the same My goals are way too high to see Ain't no good hour, love for me Outlined, but I can't see your face I left town without a trace, I travel