[00:00.00] 作词 : XJAT[00:01.00] 作曲 : XJAT[00:02.00] 编曲 : XJAT[00:35.34]Skin the color of bark[00:37.08]Clothes smellin' like trees[00:38.34]Diggin' my earth, find my roots and ****s[00:40.05]My truth bleeds right back in the arm[00:42.18]No scar, but I left my mark[00:43.65]My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark[00:46.71]Clothes smellin' like trees[00:47.91]Diggin' my earth, find my roots and ****s[00:49.65]My truth bleeds right back in the arm[00:51.78]No scar, but I left my mark[00:53.25]My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark[00:56.22]But life is just that bright[00:57.48]That when the sunset shines[00:58.71]I seen the graff he writes[00:59.97]I'm back tonight, with a sack to light[01:02.25]In honor of the past I write[01:04.08]I'm wide open, with no glass of wine[01:05.85]Stuck in a barrel, I'll get better with time[01:07.83]While you measure how the pleasure declines[01:09.54]I'm stackin' cheddar while the bread just rise[01:11.94]With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind, cutty[01:14.79]Creepin' on a come up[01:51.99]Skin the color of bark[01:53.91]Clothes smellin' like trees[01:55.14]Diggin' my earth, find my roots and ****s[01:56.85]My truth bleeds right back in the arm[01:58.98]No scar, but I left my mark[02:00.45]My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark[02:03.39]Clothes smellin' like trees[02:04.74]Diggin' my earth, find my roots and ****s[02:06.45]My truth bleeds right back in the arm[02:08.58]No scar, but I left my mark[02:10.05]My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark[02:13.02]But life is just that bright[02:14.28]That when the sunset shines[02:15.51]I seen the graff he writes[02:17.04]I'm back tonight, with a sack to light[02:19.35]In honor of the past I write[02:20.91]I'm wide open, with no glass of wine[02:22.65]Stuck in a barrel, I'll get better with time[02:24.66]While you measure how the pleasure declines[02:26.25]I'm stackin' cheddar while the bread just rise[02:28.71]With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind, cutty[02:32.07]Creepin' on a come up[02:33.96]Hard work, and the crux that it made in us[02:36.51]I'm 'bout to bust, all my veins full of gold dust[02:38.88]That 1985 California gold rush, in the spine plus the flesh that it holds up[02:43.74]I'm out for mines and my wolves got it sewn up[02:46.20]One crow, one eagle on my shoulders