digging for windows

Fuck that bright shit The spot or the flashlights We in L.A. ducking both In the shadows with lead pipes The days are all night See if I pay Edison No medicine These blues ain't more better when My fever rise in the jungle As quick as the price spikes The days are all night My future snapped like a rubber band Off my fold on a hand to hand He drew from his waist I put two in his roof And I can still hear his screams All night Now they ride their portfolios Like rodeos Rise every time my cherry glows On the end of my cig as The smoke blows through the bars And the co's laugh fades As he strolls away Says I gotta pay Off that roll away Or its fuck your visitation days And I pop off so in solitaire I dream of offing these Fred Astaires And the skin off my fingers tear We digging for windows here Where the days are all night This city's a trap my partner Under the lights of they choppers Bodies tools for they coffers Not worth the cost of our coffins I stare at a future so toxic No trust in the dust of a promise Won't mark the name on a ballot So they can be free to devour our options And just like you I'm a target Ill defined by the guap in my pocket But the stage make figures As quick as it off em What Marley and Pac get? I put these caps in capitals Leave minds blazed in they capitols I step with a fury so actual fact That my offense could be capital We digging for windows here