[00:35.06] Skin the color of bark [00:36.87] Clothes smellin' like trees [00:38.06] Diggin' my earth, find my roots and weeds [00:39.63] My truth bleeds right back in the arm [00:41.62] No scar, but I left my mark [00:43.26] My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark [00:46.34] Clothes smellin' like trees [00:47.48] Diggin' my earth, find my roots and weeds [00:49.26] My truth bleeds right back in the arm [00:51.40] No scar, but I left my mark [00:52.83] My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark [00:55.88] But life is just that bright [00:57.03] That when the sunset shines I seen the graff he writes [00:59.69] I'm back tonight, with a sack to light [01:02.26] In honor of the past I write [01:03.63] I'm wide open, with no glass of wine [01:05.47] Stuck in a barrel, I'll get better with time [01:07.38] While you measure how the pleasure declines [01:09.16] I'm stackin' cheddar while the bread just rise [01:11.47] With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind, cutty [01:14.87] Creepin' on a come up [01:16.68] [01:51.65] Skin the color of bark [01:53.47] Clothes smellin' like trees [01:54.83] Diggin' my earth, find my roots and weeds [01:56.40] My truth bleeds right back in the arm [01:58.74] No scar, but I left my mark [02:00.06] My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark [02:03.14] Clothes smellin' like trees [02:04.29] Diggin' my earth, find my roots and weeds [02:06.14] My truth bleeds right back in the arm [02:08.12] No scar, but I left my mark [02:09.74] My friend got clean and O.D.'ed, life is just that dark [02:12.71] But life is just that bright [02:13.88] That when the sunset shines I seen the graff he writes [02:16.47] I'm back tonight, with a sack to light [02:19.02] In honor of the past I write [02:20.54] I'm wide open, with no glass of wine [02:22.12] Stuck in a barrel, I'll get better with time [02:24.22] While you measure how the pleasure declines [02:25.90] I'm stackin' cheddar while the bread just rise [02:28.42] With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind, cutty [02:31.64] Creepin' on a come up [02:33.77] Hard work, and the crux that it made in us [02:36.06] I'm 'bout to bust, all my veins full of gold dust [02:38.43] That 1985 California gold rush [02:41.02] In the spine plus the flesh that it holds up [02:43.39] I'm out for mines and my wolves got it sewn up [02:45.80] One crow, one eagle on my shoulders [02:48.01] And my eyes hold the light that approaches [02:50.94]