A.W.O.L

Produced by: J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League

<Verse 1: Doctor Dot>

It was a chilly Georgia Monday morning

Space heater tappin' out, there goes my saving grace (J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

A danger to myself, I'm my worst opponent

So playin' safe is pointless, just join me if you joint-less

I coin s**t while I'm coin-less

I see s**t cause I'm D-List

It's funny how the ones that lived to kill us died to keep us

Wow, wow, wowzers, up I'll cut y'all downers

******* up y'all browsers

Nothing but down-southers and caged lovers

So all you first timers be prepared to change covers

Bloody blanket's all I made while **** ****** was cranking yanks

We was young and dumb

Bustin' Reebok, ***** suit thuggin'

Just a zone 4 nerd with a zone 1 cousins

And a north side ***** that you *******

But can't love her cause her father hates you

Cause of problems he got with her mother

And your mind still kinda childish

But you pushin' 6 feet

So mommy's daddy put the shotty to your face at 16

And as a child you worshipped TIP because of Killer Mikes reaction

CD player at the bus stop, candy paint passin'

I never been a pacifist, too far from the Pacific

Live in alternate dimensions I created as a child

I'm often way too lost in my schizophrenic thoughts

Visit mama and my faith is reinstated by her smile but

Since I'm a 90's baby I'm automatically crazy

I'm callin' audible plays on the daily just to survive

I got a tribe of little brothers in the hood that I inspire

Light the fire when they look into my eyes

<Chorus>

And when they ask me where I been at! I just be like over there

Cause when I'm high as **** all alone with my headphones on I don't care

And when they ask me where I been at! I just be like over there

Cause when I'm high as **** in my zone

With my headphones on, I don't care

<Verse 2: Johnny Venus>

Same old lost boys lookin' for a home

Startin' fires under viaducts

Now I ain't made that much, just some angel dust

A couple zany ***** with the lay up ducks

Caught up on the rainy day of course

Colder than them days chasin' after the drinking gourd

Make it on my work and make the world agreed no court

Never catch me lyin' on my back too much like casket doors

Never catch me lyin' my daddy told me who dat was for

Pockets swollen still on my stomach lyin' on grandma's floor

Dodging all you stand-by whores

And we ain't saying much, man that's that lovely noise

Carvin' out my head the space to think, man that's that lovely boy

I stashed some pres in a bottle and chucked it overboard

I got to clock in 15 days and nights 'til I can't roll no more

'Til that thing hit the shore, 'til I'm Siamese with the force

'Til if I really wanted, I could get Siamese with the Porsche

But what I really want is my ***** for ****** to live long

And I pray on the daily my nig for ****** who do me wrong

Cause we all know what happens when ****** can't get along

Before the opposite we gotta slap our thinkers on

Ali, Ali, show me a boxer I ain't dookie on

Part lucid, part emcee, part mystery s**t to be solved

Battle through the fog, 110 through the smog

3:10 in the night, I'm screenin' booty calls

I'm plastic going through her drawers, tryna' feel withdrawals

They fiending our demise shine but we gon' through with y'all

<Chorus>

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

Cause when I'm high as **** all alone

With my headphones on, I don't care

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

Cause when I'm high as **** in my zone

With my headphones on, I don't care

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

Cause when I'm high as **** all alone

With my headphones on, I don't care

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

Cause when I'm high as **** in my zone

With my headphones on, I don't care