Roger o Castor

Hey ahm hey
It's because I live mockingly
I am a friend to the children, I am an enemy to the state
My name is Roger the Beaver
Aka Frame Escape
Open mind and closed eyes
Dealing on the corners of my neighborhood
Faith

Dealing on the corners of my neighborhood
Tra-tra-trafficking 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
Get the load, go to the endola
First sell, then charge
Go to school, come back and 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 use them
So much dirty money needed to be laundered
So many people need this to work
Pull me over there, throw me over here, let me go back
Let me play just a little more, let me rhyme
Let me talk just a little bit more before I go to sleep because
Am I still here, my dear?

Dealing on the corners of my neighborhood
Tra-tra-trafficking on the corners of my neighborhood
Dealing on the corners of my neighborhood

(Final story)