Language Arts Crew - Easy Does It lyrics

[Verse 1: Benny Medicina and Clint Westwood] [Clint Westwood] I got a fatal flaw Idle engine and a bail bond Give me two rails—the ride of this trail off [Day at a large?], kiss the bottle, bomb the bail block Admit the wrong, push the love and the sail on Highway, now riding through horizons The moment's alive as it rolls by outside Day by day, frame by frame I'll ride this train ‘til I die and collides with the whole thing [Benny Medicina] Uh, it's smooth sailing from here Now that I found that I can be just who I wanna be, I pa** around that pitcher of beer Taking pictures, it's clear to see the past is in the rear view and this is a new day (Hey) Summers I can't live without take me where I wanna go This border town is drying out. The whiskey seemed to always flow And if there's one I know, then it's this: That you can't reach the top rocks without scaling the cliff It's a b**h [Hook: QS Zeus] There's a reason why the sun doesn't just stay away There's no belief—for some, the warmth on ‘em is just a normal thing And if this isn't real, my son, I'll take away the lie today It's a lonely view from here, but I'm gonna be there anyway [Verse 2: Benny Medicina, Clint Westwood, QS Zeus, and Vric Enoh] [QS Zeus] Ain't she got a lot of things that'll make you wanna blow your head off? It's muthaf**in' easy Ain't it probably what a lot of other people deal with daily? Definitely, lately, it seems [Vric Enoh] Rolling up my sleeves ‘cause I'm digging it deep But three sheets to the wind got me balancing beams I'm grinding through, tryna manage my dreams And make the most of mine, overdrive, paddle and sleep It's like: [Clint Westwood] Low cash, bad drunk vanished from the dance club Bad luck, I can smell my Vans when I'm standing up The pa**age is rough, but you gotta want it bad enough I'm just out of grasp. God damn it, I ain't having none [Benny Medicina] They say we got a problem. I call it awful fun If you ain't got no reasons left then, gladly, we can make up one Surely my time is coming. Maybe it's coming soon But it'll all be OK ‘long as Ichy's on the ones and twos [QS Zeus] I'm some deep, drunk for a month The slight bum and I'm starting to reek like someone's feet I need a change of pace. I need a month off This day to day, same office, same faces, paper chase That's why I got the alcohol Give me a blended 5th of whiskey so it makes me unaccountable If what it do is what it do, then what it do I haven't formed an opinion since the last time I had to [Vric Enoh] And years are pa**ing quick, barely keeping track of it I learned a lot on accident, but I can make the most of it And deal with my a**ociates, a bottle is appropriate And we can get to focusing Feet hanging off the dock of the bay Another day—same sh**. Tides washing away It's like repeat and relay. To delay the decay Sun keeps setting, but I wait for the replay (I wait for the replay…) (I wait for the replay…) [Hook: QS Zeus] There's a reason why the sun doesn't just stay away There's no belief—for some, the warmth on ‘em is just a normal thing And if this isn't real, my son, I'll take away the lie today It's a lonely view from here, but I'm gonna be there anyway [Outro: Sample from [?]] (x4) Go slow, take it easy on the curb