J-Rad
One man who suffered
Always one step away
Stay away from him on a bad day
He has no problem making you pray
Way too gone
Terrible wrong is always standing just beyond
Pond like city he lives in
Sin covered shit covered tadpole
Rad knows every inch of this murky pond
Withdrawn any ounce of effort to conform
Norms in this city are highly seen as a fucking pitty
Nitty gritty, found twenty dollars in my pocket but I owe someone a fifty
Shifty ways as I grind through these awful days
Lawful ways of living never help one make it out of this maze
Glazed eyes pinned out from the chronic I just blazed.
Crazed lunatic howling when the moon is full
Ocean tides come in heavy when that fuckers gravity pulls
Tolls I'd never pay,
Prayers I never pray
Way back in those shadows is where I stay
Gliding silent through these streets like an owl
Howls of the suffering make J-Rad laugh as he prowls
Bowls are bubbling a lot more these days
Pays no mind to advice and so on and on he strays
Jay rad has his board and his bottle.
Throttle stuck in overdrive
So down those grave roads he flys.
Why these days gotta feel so long
Song after song he listens to trying make since of all his wrongs
So sing along let the nighttime unfold
Rolled right through just another day
Going any which fucking way
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