Sean. O - Where The Hell Are We lyrics

[Verse 1: Jakob] I'm lost without a map Kush loud without the hearing Of herb definite infinite knowledge So much its overbearing Take this lesson for granted Ripping out throats Spit blood into a napkin Vision blurry like I'm on acid Fried brains into a level Left alone with liquor And speakers with no tremble co*k throw up on a stripper Chasing lines whiter than Girls in love with benzos Rather smoke stogs In the back of my benz tho Roll up dirty Just got out of hospice Leave in all black With a totem full of machus Hebee getting stabbed Dodging bullets like I'm neo Someone get this guy a taxi Driving home without de niro Zeros by the thousands p**y music for a billion Dancing round my center piece Like I'm some kind of native Jesus lovers really hate this They think I talk to satan When all we do is talk sh** Snort lines and get wasted [Verse 2: Jack The Spitter] Ugh, i'm really off the deep end um Sitting on flows make the seamen cum sh** was rude but i had to say it cuz i love it dude If i hit the lottery i'd give it to my brother too But no before i spent a couple hundred on the shoes I been eyeing them scoots, i rock the finest duds Cruise looking for bruises we eyeing them majors tunes The tude resemble, a young andre, with an old you Grouchy, looking to bust outty Either by bullets or music, formers sounding good I could have applied myself made something out of nothing But that's work, practice is nohing, if talents apparent Get it understood, b**h staring is rude, too They swear they see me from the web, when we were old news Get off your high horse Purist with a pure wrist like i envy you? You f**ing slacker, bet you never been what we into A bleak bake, baby just don't think A mic a stinky stash of green and wake, not a chance We can't change, if you're looking for that pain rap I'll give you plenty to work with and you can write back "thanks jack"