Trampled by a Christian Rock Mosh Pit

Adrian loves a lesbian I'm butt-texting half Mexicans Sent out to fight like rest of them My look-alike a mike, got ego trip I'm leavening Since the age of seventeen Pants don't fit I'm hemming them Not together don't pretend English class fuck essays, instead I'd rather pick up the pen Attend summer school again bitch don't wanna see me ascend Beat them in the head to rot in hell and descend In a leased base model bimmer we're past making amends I don't give a fuck if I offend If you don't like it you should probably not listen ever again Cuz I'll burn our bridge and leave you on read with loose ends Bible scriptures in our songs, we never say amen We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit I'm middle class but I still hit a lick And swear she tame and she stay celibate When it comes to me she still like my shit We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit I'm middle class but I still hit a lick And swear she tame and she stay celibate When it comes to me she still like my I walk in a store and make the customer service nervous Proceed to order a large drink and spill that shit on purpose College Escape Plan, THROWAWAY the second version It's ya best friend Christopher, the flirtin' virgin Talking to y'all is like giving jaw to a surgeon This bitch thought I liked her so now she out here lurking '91 Cabrio on Facebook I'm searching 10k for a non-running car my bank accounts hurtin' But I don't fuck with your four doors I'll steal your shit in a corridor Behind the store that's brick and mortar Cross the line like a foreigner Hand full of rings imported from Mordor Gobbling meat cuz you claim you an omnivore On both sides we not tight friends no more Got one bitch in fishnets perfume set claimed she's not a whore Bloody Omaha beach you're washed ashore Had to ask for five bucks cuz you a little short 100 followers we still got a bus and went on tour In a Chevy pickup with a floorboard of a Ford Upside down angel on the rearview screaming "Praise the lord!" Porsche 911 on my list I can't afford My homie wants to purchase and modify a riced Accord I can have the whole entire collection and still request for more Told my old bitch to stop bothering pointed to the door Got a four for four in my four-by-four for my four fellows Wearing full VLONE head to toe My ex can't blow I'm tired of these bitches I'm just trying to get a show How you gon' be a hoe and can't blow? We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit I'm middle class but I still hit a lick And swear she tame and she stay celibate When it comes to me she still like my shit We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit I'm middle class but I still hit a lick And swear she tame and she stay celibate When it comes to me she still like my- Your pants going too far up your ass Putting your whole shit up on blast I called your bitch a man and laugh Hot like 'Winsky on Bills shaft Don't get smart, kill the sass Graduated missing class How the fuck did you pass In the bathroom selling gas Stuck up? Not really but sure Running out the alley like my friendships was blurred I've been acting all cool cuz I printed a shirt I got a stripped polo in my bag y'all think I'm a nerd Gun it down the streets and you know it be me I'm in a grey GTI with THE ROACHEZ all three Farhan ain't got cash so you know it's on me My ex's cause of death, I hope an OD No wait that's Juice no I'm never drinking liquor On my bumper cover, all them roachez is a sticker Practice bad habits, switching lanes without blinkers Past bitch got issues I ain't sad I burnt the pictures We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit I'm middle class but I still hit a lick And swear she tame and she stay celibate When it comes to me she still like my shit We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit I'm middle class but I still hit a lick And swear she tame and she stay celibate When it comes to me she still like my- Only 17 and you look like a meth head Crusty, and unkept, bummy like the dead heads Never brushed your teeth after giving guys some bedhead Well rested guess you in his bedridden You mad bout what I written? Oh, so you listened? Better hope y'all lose addictions Know that y'all both out my vision Still playin' chicken, well fuck our situation I love it when you spread misinformation and hate shit Y'all will bullshit and front entire nations Motherfuckers can't even make the connotations Hurry with that meeting man I already lost my patience I'm tired of y'all following and hollowing that shit relation He's going behind your back to talk to a girl from his past Y'all been on the rocks, knew your happiness wouldn't last Mentally unstable, you sensitive like timid glass Remember us together, that shit was wack I'm glad it passed You cope with drugs and loose hugs but smarts you lack My old love and close buds is in the past Swallow it whole, you stressed so you smoke a pack Cigarettes and sex, the only thing you feel Don't wanna talk, didn't care how I felt One year you hold dear fuck that abuse Turn it round on me with really no excuse Might bite you in the ass who you accuse Tables have turned your man's trash it's you who lose