Times have dried, and the well went firstStarving to death - nah, I think I’m dying of thirstI get inspired on a momentary basisA livewire - been flown so many places.For various faces, like I never knew the mob I was married to the matrixI’m making placements, but living in my basementSo what’s a verse if I ain’t really ain’t say shitI paid the mortgage, and the storage and it keep pourin’Can’t afford it so I gotta keep on tourin’Trying to make a record in between was never foreignBut unfamiliar when there’s no way to afford itNo way I was loyal to believing in creamBut when the well runs dry we go beyond our meansAnd above, most are really just lookin’ for loveAnd shed a tear don’t mean you know the sound of a doveWhen the well runs dry, and the people go homeAnd it’s the end of the song, and ya...Tears won’t fall, so you just can’t cryWhen the well runs dry for ya...Like the car stopped runningAnd the checks stopped comingSomebody let the sun in...When your card’s declined give it one more try‘Till the well runs dryMom was old school, and I was just a childNever knew that when she died it would have me actin’ wildHave me actin’ crazy, maybe out of my mindBut never lazy, we actin’ on borrowed timeA leader for no reason, used to start up a causeJust believing in my odds became a part of my lawsWent from dreaming, to receiving these screaming applauseHear nothing, but believin’ for no reason at allA product of a parent leaving is apparently wrongFuck appearances, appear in here then ‘poof’ you gone.I took a look at my life, and my reflection longAnd that’s the same fear mirrored, when I hear this songI just wanna go where I belongI just wanna go to places where I feel strong(For two seasons without rain)And I tell them why,When the fame goes, the same when the well goes dryLack of sleep, sometimes I can’t dreamEyes so red, already tried VisineStacking cheddar, wasn’t checking amountsThen went from savings right back down to checking accounts (Straight up!)I smacked the Miss Piggy bank with the hammer outA real hammer, not the guns that they ramble aboutDevelop hardship, buying in a sellers marketAlmost quit smoking weed, but I better spark it(Like my target) Then I see no evil,Then weeks go by, and I see no peopleTrapped in a home, broke with bills trying to pay forWonder why the album was late - need I say moreI love this rap, but I’m living in lifeThe kind that keep me up to these sleepless nightsAnd I don’t need love, but I need this micTo feed the energy that’s keepin’ me rightYeah - it’s till the wheels fall offIt’s ‘till the well runs dryWe gon’ get itOnce you’ve been downOnly way to go is upIt’s for my dog right there,You gon’ get it.
