24 Hours

(альбом: The Tornado Kidd - 2022)

Walking down a long road, I'm tired but I'm still walking
Gunpowder on me from pistols I've been sparking
Wonder what a dead man would say if they let him talk
For 24 hours, go now

They might say Spina pulled the trigger, I know
My lawyer says that ain't admissible in court when I go
They hope I fail
Jail is as far as I go
Even if I was to lose it all, I made it farther than most
Walking down a long road felt like nails was in it
Ruff rydin so much I'm smoking shit I never mentioned
I live in harm's way
The biggest house
I put myself up in it
What the fuck is harms way
Took a long ride
Lost myself omissions
That thousand 4 hundred 40 minutes who going be there to listen
One, if a nigga talk that long would somebody care to listen
Second thing he said my niggas keep it real or they fail to mention
Third thing he said nigga when the reaper coming he don't ever miss you
Well I'm straight

Walking down a long road, I'm tired but I'm still walking
Gunpowder on me from pistols I've been sparking
Wonder what a dead man would say if they let him talk
For 24 hours, go now

Walking down a long road, walking with the memories
I wonder if I fail and they prevail will they remember me
I wonder if my tornado left an impact of a century
At all times remember me (go)
I wonder if my energy, if this shit I'm doing now
If somebody at all times will remember me
I'm talking right now, but it seems like ain't nobody hearing me

Walking down a long road, I'm tired but I'm still walking
Gunpowder on me from pistols I've been sparking
Wonder what a dead man would say if they let him talk
For 24 hours, go now

Tornados never stop spinning