Biko - Sweet Boy

Текст песни

Lately only one thing’s been on my mind
To breathe some life into my nights
After long days of digging graves
To get another bag
I took a hit, it’s been a long drag
Slipped another two steps back, so
I sell my soul
Cause I don’t really need it
Just to save up
Or to get by
For a sick fit
And a slick whip
When I’m penny pinching
When I’m bone dry
Too stoned to whet my appetite
And smooth out my edges
Putting up a wall
Smoking up a check
Cutting loose ends
Breaking
Cursing old friends underneath my breath
And shatter when I feel the pressure
It’s a lesson telling me to try
To get my shit together
Put my hands together