roll around you could hear death sounds white noise real pain stay up when it goes down thought i was real tough til i saw handcuffs they turn em out in a alley way or he face down in a new town when i roll around i hear death sounds up in complex or people under ground need a pen or a pipe or a tech ive found shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down found another round inside get by auntie she teach me how to get by no one in the streets ever lied to me the way i see she teach me how to breathe i learn how to die i try to see straight ahead be honest with my godhead he saying fuck off again im feeling fucked and cornered in life is like a box of matches and kerosene gotta think dont know what i mean  tell me how to bring consequence get it right close to same without the shame coming in wash over me again person crossed every single bit of loss i try to get across all these dead friends easier seeing them when i roll around i hear death sounds up in complex or people under ground need a pen or a pipe or a tech ive found shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down dont give em nothing to get mad about hot head city drought the city kids in the blackout tried to nail me coffin down im finna hammer out when i roll around i hear death sounds up in complex or people under ground need a pen or a pipe or a tech ive found shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down cause when i roll around i hear death sounds up in complex or people under ground need a pen or a pipe or a tech ive found shit to help you think 