80 On 80

Solo on a stretch tryna catch a check, patch a debt
 four more in the set, windows plus the vent, so Midwest Super live I sorta death-defy
 Daily babies occupy that space between them ears and eyes
 Flavor country oozing out my dark and stormy lung, iron blood
 We don't mind a murder if we bored as fuck, bring a flood
 I got scuba stuff, I got mukluks, buckle up and shut it Guzzle up it's 40 bucks a tank, 80 on the cruise
 Wavy on the move, duck 5, crazies on the loose
 Hazy on the clues, eyes wide at all times
 except sleepin, but who gets much a that even
 I'm backseatin a nap, then I'm backflippin to Cleveland or wherever
 prolly, anywhere the map show
 If they got the tab I can toss the ole lasso and catch hell and heaven's always in the rearview
 I only ever stay for a second
 there's always shit to do
 (Sims)
 My recent bio reads I've been split into a thousand pieces with a length of twine and a working thesis
 still waiting on my come to Jesus moment
 in an old interstate hotel room somewhere outside of Omaha
 door unlocked, looking at these paintings
 this La Quinta is looking like a scene from No Country thinking about death, God, love, and nothing
 cicadas humming
 cigarettes and lightning bugs
 not stopping for nothing
 I slash I burn, dead weight behind bumper
 outrun headlight, heart pound like drummer
 dust kick through vents
 rust hang off Ford
 cigarettes and lightning bugs
 red lights all ignored
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 Out here time slows
 Full tank, ready to go
 Lose an hour, gain it back and roll
 Only lines I stay in dot the road
 (Dessa)
 Living out of my left pocket
 out-of-state plates
 Gotta take my notches with me
 rented room, the bedpost stays
 Out here it's all Bruno Mars and zero bars
 so who I gotta talk to to get a little bar food after hours been working hard all night, we grind it fine as flour tonight it's my town
 go tell your dogs to lie down
 I came a long way, came the long way, and I aim to make that whole way count
 I'm a train outta track
 I'ma take, I'm attack
 gotta make way or make waves / get in or get back
 (Mike)
 So outta bounds, outer space
 gotta make good what we started
 deploy, shove off to troubled waters
 by the board or off the shore, bring only what's for barter Time slows, back home is by the minutes
 back home is always forward, they don't need you in it
 it's wide roads, slim seconds at the finish
 before you know it, the game is winning
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 (Cecil)
 Say what, as I pick you the flowers and show up
 I've been so ashamed of my love
 and the moment you feel it you say what, so what