Lyrics North Cordova / Baldy Road - The Thought feat. Marcus Lee
I
don't
want
to
go
back
there...
Shut
the
fuck
up!
This
is
why
Jesus
made
you!
Stay
the
fuck
down!
Boy!
Are
you
Cain
or
Abel?
Shut
the
fuck
up!
I'm
doing
this
'cause
I
love
you
Stay
the
fuck
down!
This
hurts
me
worse
than
it
hurts
you!
What
a
fateful
game
against
San
Gabriel
in
September
Where
the
damage
to
my
brain
was
motivating
my
temper
Member
of
the
team
with
an
ember
in
his
iris
Where
he
should've
held
a
gleam,
but
can't
remember
he's
in
crisis
Forget
the
Demon
Dionysus
as
I
stumbled
off
the
field
Missing
scenes
in
lives
of
fighting,
might've
stumbled,
dropped
the
shield
Never
healed
the
hiding,
and
stop
shy
of
wielding
truth
Lost
my
steering
wheel
to
Jesus
and
we
flying
off
the
roof
I'm
the
proof
of
evil
genius,
and
my
mind's
my
only
weakness
Too
aloof
to
make
my
teachers
wise
to
the
reasons
I'm
sleepless
Their
prying
questions,
I'm
speechless,
thoughts
are
stuck
in
the
mud
My
"why"
for
death
is
so
seamless,
but
no
luck
with
a
gun!
I've
been
corrupted
and
sweetened
with
artificial
complacence
This
concussion
starts
a
sequence
where
I
snitch
on
my
rapist
And
it's
a
lot
to
take
in,
all
this
rage
that's
been
brewing
He
made
a
tackle
out
the
bassist,
he
don't
know
what
he
doing!
I
don't
want
to
go
back
there...
My
face
is
black
and
blue
from
a
trip
to
Del
Mar
To
watch
the
ponies
run
a
loop
as
Father
bought
out
the
bar
I
pushed
him
down,
pushed
my
luck,
paid
the
price
with
a
punch
But
he
was
drunk
and
hyphy
later,
broke
his
spine
with
a
crunch
Couple
months
after
that,
he
was
lively
and
violent
My
mind
still
fuzzy
with
nothing
and
he's
too
clumsy
to
fighten
Thinks
my
"that's
enough!"-s
are
funny,
'til
I'm
fighting
for
real
It
was
probably
less
than
twenty,
the
entire
ordeal
Tried
to
take
my
phone
from
me,
needed
to
conceal
my
voice
Lied
to
take
my
home
from
me,
yeah
that's
how
he'd
steal
my
choice
Mind
is
roaming
to
the
lives
he
dangled
over
me
for
silence
Older,
never
chose
to
look
to
rosaries
for
guidance
Grabbed
his
shoulders
tightly
and
slammed
his
back
into
the
wall
He
gasped
and
then
he
folded,
landed
hard
(I
let
him
fall!)
Standing
over
him
I
stalled,
staring
into
the
kitchen
Saw
the
light
of
justice
shining
in
a
paring
knife's
glisten
And
my
mission
in
admission,
was
a
lust
for
revenge
This
was
permission
from
the
Gods
that
his
life
should
be
ended!
I
couldn't
cleanse
the
world
of
all
the
evil
I'm
presented
I
was
tested
and
I
failed,
too
feeble
for
the
sledge
I
chose
my
freedom
and
fled,
Mom
picked
me
up
in
hysterics
I
gave
no
reasons
for
dread
that
she
could
fit
with
their
marriage
All
the
damage
so
apparent
but
the
cause
still
a
spectre
Then
the
fam
went
from
caring
to
declaring
"Defector!"
Shut
the
fuck
up!
This
is
why
Jesus
made
you!
Stay
the
fuck
down!
Boy!
Are
you
Cain
or
Abel?
Shut
the
fuck
up!
I'm
doing
this
'cause
I
love
you
Stay
the
fuck
down!
This
hurts
me
worse
than
it
hurts
you!
And
you
know
I
gotta
go...
And
you
know
I
gotta
go...
And
you
know
I
gotta
go
Leaving
a
piece
of
my
soul
up
at
Baldy
Road
Peaceful
memories
are
old
Saving
just
a
piece
of
those
times
up
at
Baldy
Road
Baldy
Road
Baldy
Road
Even
though
you
all
been
playing
my
life
I'll
always
recall
the
times
I
was
up
at
Baldy
Road
"Toodles"
to
toboggans
Too
rude
telling
the
truth,
you
begging
pardons
You
flew
too
close
to
the
father,
just
spewing
toxins
You
lose
the
focus
you
bother,
your
skin'll
harden
What
we
had
in
common
was
a
cabin
on
the
mountain
But
the
angel
fallen
never
asked
to
tap
the
fountain
It's
an
ancient
Walkman,
full
of
U2
to
boot
Learn
the
pain
of
stopping
when
you
feel
their
rage
from
speaking
truth
This
escape
from
all
the
ruin,
an
Eden
in
the
hills
No
one
questions
what
you
doing...
"He
just
eating
what
he
kills!"
'em
by
the
gills,
or
fill
'em
full
of
pellets
Cut
'em
up
and
serve
with
a
spill
of
pickle
relish,
if
you
selfish
And
you
know
I
gotta
go
Leaving
a
piece
of
my
soul
up
at
Baldy
Road
Peaceful
memories
are
old
Saving
just
a
piece
of
those
times
up
at
Baldy
Road
Oh
the
need
to
so
embellish
must
be
sweated
out
my
skin!
But
the
seed
of
my
most-hellish
always
closeness
to
my
kin
Seems
I'm
chosen
on
the
bell-curve
to
find
the
left
side
Thought
y'all
were
open-minded,
had
the
nerve
to
lie
for
your
pride
If
you
pry
this
free
from
your
mind,
you're
never
welcome
back
We
got
the
keys,
with
more
time,
we
like
"Who
the
fuck
is
Jack?"
Before
I
walked
this
path,
learned
to
fly
at
the
Zen
Center
My
Father
raped
my
ass,
that's
why
I'm
a
bed-wetter
They
said
"it
gets
better,
Dad
and
Uncles
had
this
too!"
Kept
their
knowledge
on
a
tether,
stayed
puzzled
to
my
truth
You'd
think
the
red
flag
they
waved
would
fly
in
their
face
But
they'd
rather
place
a
gag
and
keep
me
out
of
their
space
Lashing
out
when
looking
back
'cause
I
just
filmed
at
the
cabin
Saw
the
pretty
golden
plaque
they
planted
next
to
the
Aspens
For
my
cousin
that
would
pass,
not
four
full
years
from
my
fractions
Who
they
knew
was
smoking
glass,
and
left
him
out
off
the
wagon
They
never
wanted
Jason
there!
'Cause
he's
an
addict!
It's
tragic!
How
he
died,
and
now
they
care?
They're
such
predictable
Catholics
I
know
it's
graphic,
and
antagonistic,
how
I
break
this
down
But
I
lost
my
Baldy
Road,
I'm
too
explicit
with
my
doubts
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