Faces ChangeBut this place'll stay the sameAnd I'll knowWhen I'll goYeahAnd I'm pickin' up another bagAnd I pack another knapsackThe airport's like a stop light to meSittin' on red, green light goCan't see my familyMy family grew into a global tranceOr fans, some may call 'emAnd it's on the stage I standTo jam, rock, sing *no wakin' up to stop the dreamI lived the life, signed a pictureCuz no dam could stop the streamOr flood gates, I'm in a fucked raceAnd a pocket fulla culture condomsThey put you on the podium for first placeBut on the block, they judge you on 'emWho got the South in a six packAnd a shotgun just for show?I'll put the white boys back in gold teethPut the hood in mossy oakI'm theChild of a deadbeat, so I gotta give the beat some lifeBeat me down with criticism, but at least the critic's rightWith a broken pen, there they go againI'm a token man, I'm a rollin jamLike a rollin' stone, I'm closin inI'm goin home, I'm home againBring it back up in the UkWith a Dixie flag and a sixteen packCatfish Billy, hell, you sayI'm just bein' blunt, homieKeep the grassYou changed meInto what I am nowYou made meIt was something I was always gonna beIt seems these broken dreams don't lieAnd so now my broken wings will flyYeah, take one lookBetter yet, take twoBut if I take that break, there's a move you madeThis dude you shape will come take you backBack to the roots I've beenWithout a fuckin' pot to pee inOr a spot to sleep inHot or cold outside, it's not the seasonCuz I am not the reasonThat the image you're used to seein'Is usually being fake, so to me the hate is meaninglessMeaning yes, I'm differentDifferently madeAnd me screamin' the AIs not the difference in gradesIt's the place I stayedCuz the schools were underpaidThe teachers taught, but to me they foughtA star that was underwayIt was under Wayne, it was in my nameMichaelAthaAnd in trouble I stayedBreakin out of this bubble they madePlayed with the dice, but I rolled that sevenAnd I'll go back to heaven in a ChevroletFuck the world with a tattooed handCommitted to the words I sayA blood line's not a family treeIt's a needle in my skin for all to seeI ain't never got a spring break tattoo drunkBut I drink and take the inkYou changed meInto what I am nowYou made meIt was something I was always gonna beIt seems these broken dreams don't lieAnd so now my broken wings will fly
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Faces Change
But this place'll stay the same
And I'll know
When I'll go
Yeah
And I'm pickin' up another bag
And I pack another knapsack
The airport's like a stop light to me
Sittin' on red, green light go
Can't see my family
My family grew into a global trance
Or fans, some may call 'em
And it's on the stage I stand
To jam, rock, sing *no wakin' up to stop the dream
I lived the life, signed a picture
Cuz no dam could stop the stream
Or flood gates, I'm in a fucked race
And a pocket fulla culture condoms
They put you on the podium for first place
But on the block, they judge you on 'em
Who got the South in a six pack
And a shotgun just for show?
I'll put the white boys back in gold teeth
Put the hood in mossy oak
I'm the
Child of a deadbeat, so I gotta give the beat some life
Beat me down with criticism, but at least the critic's right
With a broken pen, there they go again
I'm a token man, I'm a rollin jam
Like a rollin' stone, I'm closin in
I'm goin home, I'm home again
Bring it back up in the Uk
With a Dixie flag and a sixteen pack
Catfish Billy, hell, you say
I'm just bein' blunt, homie
Keep the grass
You changed me
Into what I am now
You made me
It was something I was always gonna be
It seems these broken dreams don't lie
And so now my broken wings will fly
Yeah, take one look
Better yet, take two
But if I take that break, there's a move you made
This dude you shape will come take you back
Back to the roots I've been
Without a fuckin' pot to pee in
Or a spot to sleep in
Hot or cold outside, it's not the season
Cuz I am not the reason
That the image you're used to seein'
Is usually being fake, so to me the hate is meaningless
Meaning yes, I'm different
Differently made
And me screamin' the A
Is not the difference in grades
It's the place I stayed
Cuz the schools were underpaid
The teachers taught, but to me they fought
A star that was underway
It was under Wayne, it was in my name
Michael
Atha
And in trouble I stayed
Breakin out of this bubble they made
Played with the dice, but I rolled that seven
And I'll go back to heaven in a Chevrolet
Fuck the world with a tattooed hand
Committed to the words I say
A blood line's not a family tree
It's a needle in my skin for all to see
I ain't never got a spring break tattoo drunk
But I drink and take the ink
You changed me
Into what I am now
You made me
It was something I was always gonna be
It seems these broken dreams don't lie
And so now my broken wings will fly
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