Roger o Castor

Ey ahm ey
It's because I live carelessly
I'm a friend to the kids, I'm an enemy to the state
My name is Roger the Beaver
Aka Escape from the frame
Open mind and closed eyes
Dealing on the corners of my neighborhood
Faith

Dealing on the corners of my neighborhood
De-de-dealing on the corners of my neighborhood
Dealing on the corners of my neighborhood

Moving chairs like we steal wallets
And I don't know where this will end
Grab the load, go to pack
First sell, then collect
Go to school, come back, kick the bucket and don't even go get it

I don't know how this will end
So many good things so many people to launch
So much dirty money needing to be laundered
So many people who need this to work
Pull me here, throw me there, let me come back
Let me play just a little more, let me rhyme
Let me talk just a little more before sleeping because
Am I still here, you know?

Dealing on the corners of my neighborhood
De-de-dealing on the corners of my neighborhood
Dealing on the corners of my neighborhood

(Final story)