Nightingale

Seen the last page of the book, shit was empty Had to keep the ears creased Crooks fables was tryna tempt me Seeing red, cradling the past Paid for your sob story mourning on the job Couldn't hold a grudge Seen the waterfalls, I had to make it through the sludge I don't keep it humble for the foes, that's why I throw 'em up I'm the truth Heart heavy, how the f*ck I lifted it out the tomb Said peace The grave diggin' in a hurry, need speech Shame what I'm tryna burry, I'm free Fate, left it to the jury The grave diggin' in a hurry, need speech Shame what I'm tryna burry, I'm free Fate, left it to the jury In loving memory