Here's to the land that made me And made me who I am, who I am (hands up!) Here's to the land that raised me This one for the only place that really knows me From the cracks in the road that drove me There's no place like home And here's to where we all

Here's the part where I tell it like it is Time isn't wasted when you're wasted Popping bottles like it's our last night Who's with me? Can you keep up with me? They watch my life between the cracks They never even mind I'm high anyways They've been

I'm high now, I'm high now (I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth) Why God, why God do I gotta suffer? Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man I know you

あなたのその手を 絶対離さない Don't give it up! Keep it up! Turn it upside down! Falling through the cracks Tell me the story of your life

On wintergreen Skoal and main street gas Go get your girl, go make the drag If your lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks Where the man in the moon works his magic On the second runner up of the 4H pageant Spendin' what little bit of money we

All these diamonds ain't nobody cold as us Literally I'm cold as fuck I need Canadian Goose I need to get a Moncler Diamonds so cold need some soup Lil Uzi you is the truth When I walk in know that I move with the racks I woke up in the morning, brush my

All guns, all guns blazing Twisting the strangle grip Won't give no mercy Feeling those tendons rip Torn up and mean Blastmaster racks the ground Bent on survival Full throttle hammers down A deadly scream

Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight Baby, ev'rything is all right, uptight, out of sight I'm a poor man's son, from across the railroad tracks, The only shirt I own is hangin' on my back, But I'm the envy of ev'ry single guy Since

Upside down beside the ocean Would last longer than that week did Blown away and barely breathin' And we spent that week wide open I didn't know where it was goin' Just tryin' to keep my heart on the tracks I should've known that kind of feelin' Sunday

The people found the mountain, Climbed up from that hole in the ground We'd look around until we find, we find Through the cracks in the sky And threatened to fall, And we'll be just fine, and we'll be just fine. Still I don't believe, I don't believe.