Plex Luthor - Letter to the Lost lyrics

[Bernz] I guess things could worse [Verse 1 - Wrekonize] Hello brother; sister salutations from a Lego lover Building bricks to cross a bridge outta this ghetto's gutter Keeping in touch, but mostly this life, that could be hard to do We living in separate worlds, which truly tears my heart in two I hear the talking, and you're walking, wishing for the coffin But keeping your noggin off the bottom is so truly awesome Ya see, they weaseled us with promises of false degrees And then they seeded us as hostages to awful fees On our f**ing knees. What a f**ing tease Keeping us lost while breading the cost The drain us, they f** us and leave Now we've been stuck in the trees, and the alcohol Which I can't f**ing believe, cause lately I'm out of all my whiskey; Its been risky since the days we jumped the school fence And ran into that addict, frantic, looking for those blueprints I started bagging groceries, well, only for two cents But kept it positive, and I've been singing happy tunes since This here's my letter to the lost My get up, get up, gone, things get better, things go wrong Keep your head up and you better get a job tomorrow I've been betting on a way to keep it golden for him When the world is coming down on your open door What the f** you gonna do when its supposed to fall? [Hook - Wrekonize] Let it fall, (okay) Let it fall back into place Let it fall, down, (see, this is just like building blocks, y'know what I'm saying?) Into place Let it fall, let it fall Let it fall back into place Let it fall, down, (down, down, down) Into place [Verse 2 - Bernz] Everything ain't what it seems; things can change in just a blink Every time I wake up, pinch myself before I hit the gym Life's a b**h, that's the biz, still I'm tryna teach her tricks Miami makes it hard cause pretty people act the ugliest Ain't nobody tell me sh** though, unless they walk in my kicks Yell ¡MAYDAY! everyday, like kamikaze p-pilots Everybody always got opinions on how you should live Some people never rock they standards cause half are from music sh** The bigger the city, the lonelier the prison So when they turn off the lights you glow, self defense mechanism Dirty pigeons fib and fidget suppressing feelings Never realizing dirty wings can fly, there's no ceiling Nobody got answers; they just tryna fake that sh** If you're feeling stuck right now, then make some quick adjustments Been in the darkest places only now to see the light So when they asking why we toast, we say its only right [Hook]