Lyrics

Come listen, no dissin?, I?m missin?, your kissin?
Psycho struggle you wind up on the run
From the trouble got you under the gun
Trying not to cry you tell me you?re on the move
You don?t wanna face the facts, don?t wanna prove

Put the hammer down

Blood freezin?, it?s cold in here
Wind breezin?, an oval spear
Lung weezin?, not breathing clear
Long season, the end is near

Pray I live to see another day
You don?t wanna ride with me, be on your way
Better buckle up I?m driving through your town
Feel the whiskey fueling, put the hammer down

I?m late, I?m great
Put the hammer down

It?s over, now what?s to be
Red Rover, she?s calling me
Pipe stover, upon the sea
Super Grover, is flying free

Nothing in the world is easy as it seems
Try to find the end to justify the means
Looking out the window at the ladybug
Take a little toke of my new favorite drug
I don?t wanna be what you can?t see in me
I just wanna get lost in tranquility

I?m late, I?m great
Put the hammer down