Opps On Sight
(yeah,
look)
They watch every move from the curb Waiting on a slip,
not
a word
Rearview mirror when I pull away
Same faces plotted on a rainy day
Talking reckless behind locked screens
Scared to step outside into the scene (never that) I keep my
circle down to three or four
Chain bolted tightly on the heavy door
They want the spot,
they want the plate
Feasting on envy, living on hate
They sit across the line and wait for me to fall (never
fall) Names on the wall,
we answer every call
Eyes on the rearview,
foot on the floor
They knock on the glass,
but don't want war (nah,
they don't want it)
Static on the wire,
rumors in the breeze
Fakes fold up when the temperature freeze
They stood in the circle,
smiled in my face
Now they want territory,
taking up space
We don't do the internet back and forth
Keep the engine running pointed to the north
Every move calculated, silent and cold
Stories get twisted when the envy gets old
They sit across the line and wait for me to fall (never
fall) Names on the wall,
we answer every call
Eyes on the rearview,
foot on the floor
They knock on the glass,
but don't want war
(they don't want none)
Notice how they talk when you're out of sight
Quiet as mice under morning light (shhh) Let them keep counting what
isn't theirs
Tripping down the stairs
They sit across the line and wait for me to fall (they
wait!) Names on the wall,
we answer every call
Eyes on the rearview,
foot on the floor
They knock on the glass,
but don't want war (back up!)
Yeah.
Keep looking.
Nothing over here for you. (nothing)