Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song digging for windows, artist - Zack De La Rocha. Date of issue: 11.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
digging for windows |
| Fuck that bright shit |
| The spot or the flashlights |
| We in L.A. ducking both |
| In the shadows with lead pipes |
| The days are all night |
| See if I pay Edison |
| No medicine |
| These blues ain’t more better when |
| My fever rise in the jungle |
| As quick as the price spikes |
| The days are all night |
| My future snapped like a rubber band |
| Off my fold on a hand to hand |
| He drew from his waist |
| I put two in his roof |
| And I can still hear his screams |
| All night |
| Now they ride their portfolios |
| Like rodeos |
| Rise every time my cherry glows |
| On the end of my cig as |
| The smoke blows through the bars |
| And the co’s laugh fades |
| As he strolls away |
| Says I gotta pay |
| Off that roll away |
| Or its fuck your visitation days |
| And I pop off so in solitaire |
| I dream of offing these Fred Astaires |
| And the skin off my fingers tear |
| We digging for windows here |
| Where the days are all night |
| This city’s a trap my partner |
| Under the lights of they choppers |
| Bodies tools for they coffers |
| Not worth the cost of our coffins |
| I stare at a future so toxic |
| No trust in the dust of a promise |
| Won’t mark the name on a ballot |
| So they can be free to devour our options |
| And just like you I’m a target |
| Ill defined by the guap in my pocket |
| But the stage make figures |
| As quick as it off em |
| What Marley and Pac get? |
| I put these caps in capitals |
| Leave minds blazed in they capitols |
| I step with a fury so actual fact |
| That my offense could be capital |
| We digging for windows here |