The Old Man

Sometimes it feels like- There's an old man waiting in the sky Just to fuck my life up (I don't get it, I don't care about it) (I don't get it, I don't care about it) Tapping in the worst to get the best of me, hey Tapping in the words to get the bread to me Waitin' for the burnin' of the effigy The hate I can handle, but the love always suspects to me You see the black and white, I see the lines between, the world's a checkered tee My niggas wanna check on me, I leave 'em on seen While I scream, and I scream 'til I'm hoarse, like a kettle mean Did the work to keep together (Now I cut the seam) there's an old man Waiting in the sky Just to fuck my life up (I don't get it, I don't care about it, hey) (I don't get it, I don't care about it) What's a Roach to a God? Tryna find the drive, but I got a slashed tire Every day, I wake up, boy, I'm battling Goliath Flowers in the fist, still can't avoid violence Tryna run from hell, I feel the warmth from the fire In my veins Yesterday's burnt, but today's not the same Squash my leg, five more to my name Plan to leave more on this earth than a stain Run Roach, run (I don't get it, I don't care about it) (I don't get it, I don't care about it) There's an old man (I don't get it, I don't care about it) Waiting in the sky (I don't get it, I don't care about it) Just to fuck my life up (I don't get it, I don't care about it) (I don't get it, I don't care about it) Your master is a system, your master is a suit Your master is a dollar, the chaos that ensues (yeah) Your master is a system, your master is a suit Your master is a planet, the chaos that ensues (yeah) Your master is a system, your master is a suit Your master is absurdity, God bless the truth (what, what?) God bless the truth (hey, hey) God bless the truth (boom) God bless the truth God bless the truth