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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
grandson
grandson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Benjamin
Jordan Benjamin
Songwriter
Kevin Hissink
Kevin Hissink
Songwriter
Taylor Bird
Taylor Bird
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Bird
Taylor Bird
Producer
Boonn
Boonn
Producer

Lyrics

There's smoke in the sky again So I'm getting high again Take another hit to the diaphragm I never drew the diagram How to deal with this shit So I steal and lie again, whoa You're my dream, you're my nightmare Life is a bitch, she don't fight fair Leave you right there I was hoping that you'd notice my despair Run away from the pain I don't care, 'cause First they incite the violence Turn around And then they invite the silence Burn it down I think I need some guidance The kids don't stand a chance No, the kids don't stand a chance (Woo!) Old man trouble back again Fucking up my plans, like Oh no! Oh no! I'm back to the black again Getting fucked up again Oh no! Oh no! Old man trouble back again Thought I had the upper hand Oh no! Oh no! I'm back to the black again Getting fucked up again Oh no! Oh no! This cycle is repetitive Sex, rock 'n' roll, sedatives Degenerates, need medicines Spend money for the hell of it I don't give a fuck what they selling Like I'm celibate, no And I know I'm a piece of shit Should've learned by now Peace need it quick Or a piece of it In school they ain't teaching it Each of us tryna find release But it seems a bit slow First they incite the violence Turn around And then they invite the silence Burn it down I think I need some guidance The kids don't stand a chance No, the kids don't stand a chance Old man trouble back again Fucking up my plans, like Oh no! Oh no! I'm back to the black again Getting fucked up again Oh no! Oh no! Old man trouble back again Thought I had the upper hand Oh no! Oh no! I'm back to the black again Getting fucked up again Oh no! Oh no! Gimme drink, smoke Whatever you selling I'm a sick joke My president's a felon And I can't cope I'm in love with the pain So I stick Poke with my kinfolk Gimme drink, smoke Whatever you selling I'm a sick joke My president's a felon And I can't cope I'm in love with the pain We taking on the system 'cause it broke Woo! (Oh no!) Old man trouble back again Fucking up my plans, like Oh no! Oh no! I'm back to the black again Getting fucked up again Oh no! Oh no! Old man trouble back again Thought I had the upper hand Oh no! Oh no! I'm back to the black again Getting fucked up again Oh no! Oh no!
Writer(s): Taylor Bird, Kevin Hissink, Jordan Benjamin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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