Lyrics:
to lose then chances are you will be ok
Either way you lose I said that you have lost either way
I'm worthless and weak like that kid from the Twisted
praisin' the kid
I smoke a pound in a day my definition off lift
Real shit stay equipped with a spliff in the whip
I aint drivin' in lanes my sense is
Could feel the sun about to rise,
When I realized we had nothing to fear
It's just me and my daddy and a kid named Cope,
Making music that nobody would
the sun about to rise,
When I realized we had nothing to fear
It's just me and my daddy and a kid named Cope,
Making music that nobody would hear
And then
installs.
So we hit the net while the Trade Center fell, New York met Hollywood, we ran like hell.
No Vietnam for us, yo, Iraq it's on. So who agree upon this
Different nights you could find me
With the rich kids
Or wit all the hustlers the system sniped
New York eryone got stories
But use different mics
Erybody got
We're gonna sew together church and state
We're gonna teach & preach a brand new hate
Look at all the kids we're gonna segregate
Throw that evolution in
Like a virus, the news spread: the king is now coming
In a daze, blindly scavenging for daily provisions
Until I saw the crown glisten with my 20/20
seem to like me though
I'll be replaced by the next show
Golden shower
Piss on one man
Piss on 'em all
It's a urine-reeking free for all
If you like it, you can call me
Hey everybody
Piss on the principal
Told my
how your eyes lit up
Like a little kid
As we walked the Brooklyn bridge
That was the last thing you said
Before you left
I don’t know how we
Feel your past running by
Like a vision in the night
And you, find yourself out at sea again
Find yourself just trying to believe
New dreams on these
Yesterday I sat in bed and never got up
You fill my head and i feel like giving up
I wonder how it could've been
How it should've been
cnd now I
Stretching Out cpparel
While Hanging Em In The Sunlight
Reputation Paramount
Now I'll Be In The Guns Sights
Now I'll Be Infamous In cn Hour
It's In My
just the biggest threat to it
By ignoring this
Terror we bring overseas we
Breed a country with a fetish
For some soldier mythos
Now the white kids get
present
Twenty fourth of each December cookies by the chimney
Fairy better deliver, when his teeth missing
Still scab picking, begging mama and papa for
make me fear/every year yall year/Craig mack got a new flavor in your ear/bouncing like go go in ears/seen a bitch turn water into tears/live by days
hesitate, I was mesmerised
Hypnotised by her hips
They moved like a rattlesnake's tail
And her feet bounced like she
Was avoiding hot coals
Mmm yes, we danced
a discount 'til the day you die
Got three kids, by three different guys
(And all they need to give you is a Mai Tai and a shot)
You know you ghetto when you
ahead my course
Where Damians block my path
Using my last drop of energy
I smash into the exit
Destroying them and gaining entrance
Revolution
watched all the specially selected news
And we learned so much more 'bout the good guys
Won't you stand by the flag? Was the question unasked
Won't you
a donkey to a carrot
You can't help yourself
'cause any sign of weakness
Could be used to inflict injuries
By one of your so-called friends
To hide his
Fill the kiddie pool
Up with Prosecco
Get the LEDs on
Need the spectacle
Gotta beat the one last week
Let's get a record
If you're tryna be
i heard a man on the radio saying, "we're facing an economic hell!"
it creates a vision in my head of ten thousand kids sent off to kill
there's
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