New Grind

"New Grind" Whats with the jail time? Whats with the new grind? The pack that goes empty Just after night rise Never expect the rude boy Sitting concrete side Orange jumpsuits riots all the time You got that feeling You got that feeling You got that feeling You got that feeling Is it so hard that we can't seem to not get rolled on contemplate the mind its time to think things through Too far past the point of return Too far to do something about that So is it true what they say? Your friends will take you there But they won't bring you back now Somehow we've got to make this right But no doubt, right or wrong You got that feeling inside You got that feeling What started as fun What started as cool This drug life riddem took over Made dem a fool with too much to lose They got the common sense But what they did with it? Them flip the switch opposite then look what happened Look when their eyes rolled back And theres no more stash Thats when you worry hazy eyes and static Skys But I betcha I betcha I betcha I bet that your mind will be blown