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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #2,109
Peak in subgenre #1,183
Author
Rome
Rights
Nick Romolo
Uploaded
September 02, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:50
Lyrics
Traveling back n forth
Searching for a key
In my trunk I got ya hopes
In my palm I got ya dreams
We can the fly the coast
Get to living like a king
Let the swisher roast
N we aint gotta phene
No more
No more
Back from the road
Still riding on weight
Think ya see a ghost
But the sheets just swang
clutching to my rope
Cuz the game aint change
Cuz the game don’t change
Just names with the face
So im searching for the high
That Ive lost for awhile
That I lost the time
We lost that pile
keeep rolling those dice
watch the snake eyes smile
Bet ya palms get sweaty
n ya eyes get wide
Cuz I cant keep turning these streets so bright
I cant keep swallowing v’s on night
I cant keep lighting these owls on fire
N I cant fighting these walls im tired
But I aint gonna let this run my life
Feel this getting heavy then get ready for the ride
So im sticking to the levy til the levy runs dry
Til the water runs dry n my ills on fire
Traveling back n forth
Searching for a key
In my trunk I got ya hopes
In my palm I got ya dreams
We can the fly the coast
Get to living like a king
Let the swisher roast
N we aint gotta phene
No more
No more
say you wish youd take it back
but I cant say the same
I wanna break it pack it roll it and just blow my brain
Been apart of lota tolken you can keep your change
Cuz im rowing floating roasting down the river of shame
Looking like a frat girl, I lost my clothes
Allow me to take your rope n do a dose do
allow me take your hopes n let the whole thing blow
ima drop um in the water cuz hope don’t float
Gonna set it free
I thought again
Cuz I cant stop flying
Like a bird in the wind
Saw a hurricane coming
But it looks like sin
And the whole damn city is caught in the wind
One shitty day and it got all my friends
I try to put a damper on it but theres no depends
N theres n more sense
n weve all been spent
n every lover lost eachother
for the right to sniff
n we beg of one another to just fight the itch
but the pills r mother fuckers n this whites a bitch
ya better block a lot numbers try to hide ya kids
but once its come n its then came then coming again
its like the rain when its flooding but it just wont end
like the pain in ya stomach when the rush suspends
try to hate it but ya love like its yo best friend
ya this game a mother fucker n just cant win
Refrain
Help me, im helpless
I am Jack ur Rose
Were on the titantic
And theres no more boats
Im sinking to the bottom
And her whistle wont blow
Man I try to grab her hand
But the bitch let go
