Dying Breed

Deacon:

We the last of a dying breed

Steady searching for my kind

It's like a dire need

Every day i'm watching liars eat

and leech

While I starve

Sleep

And listen to the friar teach

Peace

Everyday I pray for it

Every blessing I receive I try and pay forward

But sometimes

The sunshine's more like a gunline

Boss

Better call one-time

Running blind on this strange journey

I hope I'm still alive when they bring gurneys

In this world where friends are more attorney

than Bert or Ernie

It hurts me

Deep

But I'm steady learning

That when it's money bet it's all good

Most Robin Hoods ain't got a merry man in Sherwood

Find a good heart?

No Google search could

Brothers was killin' brothers in Eden where we first stood

Deacon:

Last of a dying breed

I'm curious

All my people on lockdown

Lord

Mysterious

Say

Last of a dying breed

Everybody here better stop now

Nothing gonna slow that clock down

No

I'm furious

Natti:

Should the good shrug off the atlas forsaking the hapless

Let the soldiers of the soul-less prevail in the madness

Shits real in the field when it's minimal rations

And all feel the the hunger from the sum of their actions

Runnin Thicke (thick) as theives

Robin (robbin) through Blurred Lines

Levels of good and evil

Grading on curved lines

The pinnacle's a pentacle bewitching the cynical

Left stranded on a planet where the wicked survive

Say no to truth while addicted to lies

Gentrify and remove the hood like it was just a disguise

Throw the blank out a blanket party like its just a surprise

The menace of what lives in us seeking to thrive

Premise of what gives in us eaten alive

Apocalypse approaches in the form of divide

To many bees in the trap, bear (bare) hands in the hive

Reacting to what's sweet with the sting out of mind