digging for windows

Fuck that bright shit
 The spot or the flashlights
 We in L.A. ducking both
 In the shadows with lead pipes
 The days are all night
 See if I pay Edison
 No medicine
 These blues ain't more better when
 My fever rise in the jungle
 As quick as the price spikes
 The days are all night
 My future snapped like a rubber band
 Off my fold on a hand to hand
 He drew from his waist
 I put two in his roof
 And I can still hear his screams
 All night
 Now they ride their portfolios
 Like rodeos
 Rise every time my cherry glows
 On the end of my cig as
 The smoke blows through the bars
 And the co's laugh fades
 As he strolls away
 Says I gotta pay
 Off that roll away
 Or its fuck your visitation days
 And I pop off so in solitaire
 I dream of offing these Fred Astaires
 And the skin off my fingers tear
 We digging for windows here
 Where the days are all night
 This city's a trap my partner
 Under the lights of they choppers
 Bodies tools for they coffers
 Not worth the cost of our coffins
 I stare at a future so toxic
 No trust in the dust of a promise
 Won't mark the name on a ballot
 So they can be free to devour our options
 And just like you I'm a target
 Ill defined by the guap in my pocket
 But the stage make figures
 As quick as it off em
 What Marley and Pac get?
 I put these caps in capitals
 Leave minds blazed in they capitols
 I step with a fury so actual fact
 That my offense could be capital
 We digging for windows here