Death Machine - Jack Cash & the Long Haul

In the future Nobody will drop the bass No one will do the Harlem Shake No one will know bitches loved cake There will be no internet friends There will be no antidote The human race will be extinct Say hello to the robots Say hello to the robots

I got Death In My Pocket and nothing but time All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no Holding up the flare, I could use a prayer, oh I got Death In My Pocket, but I feel so alive Don't know, why but it feels like my world is crashing down I just bought a brand... fuck Much darkness does it take to get this flashy, huh? Don't know, why but it feels like my world is crashing down I just bought a brand new car, I want to crash it now How much darkness did it take to get this flashy now? I lose a piece of my soul when the camera flashes So I'm just asking every fan who's questioning my passion Thinking I'm caught up in fashion or that I forgot my past To understand that I'm just a dropout, I don't have the answers I became a dad so young, I ain't know how to use them Pampers Baby mama's food stamps kept my stomach full I had to make a plan 'cause now my family needed me to make it rapping Me & Slim back at that address Hundred twenty eighth, we trapping Writing lyrics down on napkins Room so small, we shared a mattress Look what happened I got Death In My Pocket and nothing but time All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no Holding up a flare, I could use a prayer, oh I got Death In My Pocket, but I feel so alive Don't know how I get so high, but I'm not passing out I guess the drugs are in my blood, hope I don't pass it down Hope I'm alive to see my baby get her cap and gown 'Cause doctors told my dad he won't be here a year from now Yeah, my first reaction was punching the wall until it's cracking Both my knuckles shattered, don't ask what the fuck's the mattter I've been battling the fact I lost my closest to cancer The only thing she asked was for me and him to get closer But I hung up too fast, went to sleep in and then she passed You've been silent seven years, it took that to get us back We all needed second chances, I've been bottling the sadness I guess I'm just happy that we Finally got to bury shit before the casket I got Death In My Pocket and nothing but time All these bones in the closet, in the back of my mind I just leave 'em there, I don't even care, no Holding up the flare, I could use a prayer, oh I got Death In My Pocket, but I feel so alive I think I'm ready to die tonight It's fucked up 'cause I ain't lived half my life I saw the devil and passed him like "You tryna fuck up my afterlife" But I don't even care, you can keep me there, yeah Holding up a flare, I needed a prayer, yeah I got Death In My Pocket But I feel so alive