Barefoot Gen - Halfhearted Lyrics

(Gen? I need that shit, again!)
Faces that I can't even place in my mind
How I'm gonna find the time to remember how you look when I ain't even found a hook?
Let's make this memorable, taste the first plate you held in your past life
A craze never hurt till I got stuck on top of the hearse
Washing should I lose pieces of that curse when I got buried alive
They f*cking snapchatting as I'm underneath there screaming
There's nothing left here to believe in
Hold onto the last shape in the way you stuck perceiving
Reeling off of late bloomers' demon
All be sitting and agreeing
Consensus teems with opinions of heathens clambering for another reason
Your inner compost revealed, with nowhere to litter the hate
I hear the cries of lustful disgrace
Astral projections half-baked
Just end up cashing in as a wave
He married for that ass
She pulled up for that cash
They waiting for their lives
You can't live for your wives
Let me tell you
You got nothing out of that
Let me break through
You don't wanna lose all your swag
Better come correct when you speak to the Gen
We protect a bitch like we're men of peace
We'll take your hoes like we're center piece
Labels touch my open wounds
And puss will rush, I might die soon
My father's sins were passed to me
My mother's love attached to me
I know I threw it all away
But it be two to play these games
Checkmate on these gooks
Cus I know every move in the books
From the north to the south
To the west to the east
Imma take it like a beast
I'm the goddamn man
I'm the rhyme for the ban
F*ck a bitch, I can't even take a grand
Yeah, I got a grand in the back with the bank
F*ck 'em, I don't give a f*ck if they stank
Yeah, I take a bitch with a rack
Uh, cocaine in my lungs like crack