BORN FROM THE DIRT

Born from the dirt, the dirt in my chains

I broke a couple links since I've never been the same

Sliver on the name, now the gods wanna play

That's the way the change, got my nine in my game

I chase the signs, I fade, get far, I can't get lines, I'm offline

They crawl, I chase the signs, I fade, get far, I can't get lines, I'm offline

I let my palms connect, looking where my armor went

Way up to the sky like I ain't ready to go on again

Right up on my pants and my quills in my blood

If I right my wrongs will I still make it up above through the mud?

Is that so?

Take a motherfucker with a carbine

If they wanna take yours then they gotta take mine

Put him in a coffin with a hard-o' knife

Separate him from the pack, ain't no really got time

It's a black sheep, my blade gon' shine from the mass sheep

Too lost, too cursed like a fan-sheet

Dispersed, I'ma ash in the black sea

I ain't ever goin' back, I'm gone

'Cause I've been losin' myself to sex, losin' myself to love

Losin' myself to pain, losin' myself to every dove above

Where do I have that stays? How do I see your face?

How do I see your face again?

The shape, how can I slow the pace?

How many steps to the grave will I take? I

I chase the signs, I fade, get far, I can't get lines, I'm offline

They crawl, I chase the signs, I fade, get far, I can't get lines, I'm offline

They crawl, chasing the signs, out of time, I'm aligned with the bad side

I go less with the falling rain

Lying on the floor 'cause my nine by my wayside

They go less with the falling rain

Chasing the signs, out of time, I'm aligned with the bad side

I go less with the falling rain

Lying on the floor 'cause my nine by my wayside

They go less with the falling rain