Lyrics:
you got inside
Someone inside of my bed
Who won't run away by the end of the night
Looking for somebody to love
Protect me by my side
Somebody who
a rebel you know the kind that die in the street
Cause you refuse to conform, won't eat the kings meat yeah
Christ rebelled by shunning the cultured
He
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your
won't, He won't, He won't
I've still got joy in chaos
I've got peace that makes no sense
I won't be going under
I'm not held by my own strength
'Cause I've
When I go rolling by
I'm gonna be a wheel someday
I'm gonna be somebody
I'm gonna be a real gone cat
Then I won't want you
I'm gonna be a wheel
Feeling inevitable, feeling like we couldn't save it at all
Feeling like customs and culture are nothing
And when they're wiped out won't be memorable
Power
Appropriate our culture
Use our color as fashion
See Everything as black or white, Michael Jackson
Even I can see there’s a cycle of hate
But that won’t stop
and go confuse 'em
We been knowin' what you doin'
We reject all of the madness
Sayin' no to all your sadness
And we won't let you forget it, no, no, no
"What?"
I saw somethin' by the fence
It's either ghosts or it's the Feds
I wish somebody would have told me this
The rabbit holes are
Actually bottomless
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
Sadlered
Well, I paid all the dues I want to pay
And I learned the truth from Lenny Bruce
And all my wealth won't buy me health
So I smoke a pint of tea
Sadlered
Well, I paid all the dues I want to pay
And I learned the truth from Lenny Bruce
And all my wealth won't buy me health
So I smoke a pint of tea
your poor soul
Just cuz I don't act like you
Sit back like you
Don't mean I get attacked by you
I am somebody
I'm dreamin' too
It's all red blood that
look like bein in somebody class
If they was teachin how to trap, I could prolly pass
fuck gettin a degree it’s jus a piece of paper
Take my advice, shit
a flower (It’s mine)
I won't run I'm not a coward (I won’t run)
My passion making people cower (they scared)
I'm bringing in a revolution
Harder than
checks
Upgraded and new now I got better specs
The space is full I can't receive your texts
In love with the culture don't have any ex
Before you say some
down its burning my palms
Blacktop melting back down into a tarpit
Least since I'm going under I won't decompose
Fifty-thousand years until somebody
lamb chops
Raided by the feds that got Fred shot
Scared of getting caught, 'cause we know it's wrong
Bullets in the ghetto have you thinking it's
somebody right here but knowing they not
They just a thought it's part of it the plot
Inanimate thangs, transform autobot
Moving so strange, it sound insane
valuable too
We're learning to live with somebody's depression
And I don't want to live with somebody's depression
We'll get by, I suppose
It's a very
a ride from an automobile
Won't somebody stop and let me ride?
Why don't you stop and let me ride?
Won't somebody let me ride?
I'm movin' on down
Buy a bunch of clothes likes I'm walking down a runway
Maybe if for now I stay focused on myself
Then you won't wanna give your love to somebody else
I
look at you when I go strollin by.
I'm gonna be a wheel oneday, I'm gonna be somebody
I'm gonna be a real gone cat, then I won't want you.
I'm gonna
look at you
When I go rolling by
I'm gonna be a wheel someday
I'm gonna be somebody
I'm gonna be a real gone cat
Then I won't want you
I'm
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