Dig deep 'cause I got a couple pennies for your thoughts

Six feet and I put these cowards where God put the sharks

Cold blooded, bullheaded and ready for the traction

Gassed up, uh, let it baby I'm 'bout that action

Pieces of a man broken apart and thrown around

Not for nothing, never ever can see me coming down

Or fuck with the fuck around, fucking clown

Best to double up and suffer now

'Cause I ain't with all that chatting or run around

No funny style, running wild just looking for peace

Cutting the locks, breaking the lease, do it with ease

Luckily, felt like I had enough of the fuckery

All in my own head like who's really fucking with me?

Still want the luxury, good pussy and designer clothes

Fast whips and a little fire marijuana smoke

On bald tires whipping fast down the winding road

Colors in my mind similar to a kaleidoscope

You either with it or against it

Enemy or befriended

Cheap or expensive

Father forgive us but

I'm still shooting for the stars while in the trenches

I'm still shooting for the stars while in the trenches

I'm still shooting for the stars while in the trenches

I'm still shooting for the stars while in the trenches

I do it for the six string that ride the benches

And all the people that we forget to mention

I'm still shooting for the stars while in the trenches

I'm still shooting for the stars while in the trenches

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep

You know it hit me I was stargazing

I've been chasing the wrong light I need some tunnel vision

Iron maiden heavy metal lost somewhere in time

Find myself between giving and taking back what's mine

I want it all, I want it now but want what I can't have

But now I'm putting all my troubles in a duffle bag

Get rich or die trying or die trying while staying broke

You couldn't pay me enough to sell my body and my soul

Immigrant dreams to be a citizen with primo money

Flowing out my pockets screaming money ain't a thing

So I gotta dig deeper and deeper

Seems like nothing's cheaper

Be my brother's keeper

Be my sister's leaders

Look, I could be destroyed but never defeated

Pressure to the boy but the Lord be healing

'Cause I be kneeling like Cap

The system just overlaps the fact

No cap on that

If you brown or black better be built for battle

And some thicker skin

Wasn't made to win so we influence

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep

Dig deep, dig deep