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knowmads - growing deep lyrics

[verse 1; jester]

well the trees losing seeds and i’m hopeless
while the weeds going deep losing focus
seldom seen and they’re not what it seems
where the evergreen nicotine skies hidin’ better things
my path roads cross slow not showing much
dust covered souls steady droppin’ like dominoes
my little cousin barely breathin’ at all
he been choking off that weed since he was 4 feet tall
and i’m only ’bout 16-17 years
while my homies k!llin’ 17-18 beers
at the highway spot
watch the cars roll past
blunted mind stay trapped in this fat dime sack
find that kinda sad, not really in fact
drunk drivin’ vision blindiin’ yo that’s how we get smashed
ask half of the kids drinkin’ fifths if they sharin’
not likely probably fightin’ over sips
not carin’ ’bout their parents or potential or they knowledge
f-ck college
saw my friends go from set athletes to alcoholics
fallen trees in the breeze
swingin’ free, high indeed
much rooms in the living room
weeds growiin’ deep
in the roots of the youth while the dirt stay covered
and it’s probably gonna be the same sh-t for my baby brotha

[hook: jester]

and i’m sittin’ here fadin’ away
while the days go by and i don’t know what to say anymore
well the trees losing seeds and i’m hopeless
while the weeds going deep losing focus
and i’m sittin’ here fadin’ away
while the days go by and i don’t know what to say anymore
well the trees losing seeds and i’m hopeless
while the weeds going deep losing focus

[verse 2: tom pepe]

swisher sweet strawberry while the optimos vary
i think it’s possible rarely that i’m losin’ the clarity i barely posess
possessions been affectin’ my melon
effected by illegal sellin’ from felons i feel adrenaline when
it starts to rotate with double puff p-ss
and mary jane is slayin’ my potential, stealin’ much cash
and when i must ask
do my parents really need this stress
i guess regardless sess and tests i’m in a mess
since the weed had a seasoned hold i be grievin’ slow
meeting both cross roads in the form of blowin’ dro
and [?] they be roamin’ for my soul
but f-ck it i sold it quick
’cause that sh-t was gettin’ old
so i handed el diablo 10 he said he’d recommend
instead i get enough to split between a friend so we can both ascend
it’s just a trend and everybodys doin’ it
so you ain’t provin’ sh-t you foolish kid
get a grip then take a hit

[hook: jester]

[verse 3: tom wilson]
whether it’s tomorrow today just follow me as we get farther away
children at play swallow bottles ’till they’re hollow
and your sorrow will fade and i know i’m just startin’ to say
but it’s gettin’ out of hand smokin’ a carton a day
and gettin’ high all the time
that was really overrated
see each day seems incomplete if i’m not gettin’ faded
my best friends are jack, micky, jose, and jim
i get lost in their treacherous waters and can’t swim
head bobbin’ up and down as i drown in the river
of toxic chemicals only ther for destroyin’ my liver
it’s a silent k!ller and it’s inside of us all
we all fiend for it like crack but we call it alcohol
and now how could i forget about my girlfriend mary
i think i was in 6th grade when i first popped her cherry
but now it’s more serious and we’re not little kids
fifths of gin, big grins, cigarettes and [?]
i’m gettin’ f-cked up

[outro: jester]

and i’m sittin’ here fadin’ away
while the days go by and i don’t know what to say anymore

and i don’t know what to say anymore

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