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You want to know why because everybody does
But it never seems to work out for us
All anyone ever knows is it's not all roses
And it seems like it
knowing my name
They wanna put me on
But do they not know is that I'm not like the others

And everybody's dancing
I don't want to
And everybody's
Living the high life

Saturday, on Friday repeat,
Meet everybody up in the town square
Gotta see where the party's gonna be,
Sure hope Sara Beth's gonna be
[Chorus]
And everybody wants to know
Everybody singing
If you really need to know
Everybody cry
Everybody wants to know
Everybody singing why
Lord,
Flynn guy gets me off
With all this publicity
I'm in a whole word of
YES!

[Roxie]
The name on everybody's lips
Is gonna be Roxie
The lady raking
a little muscle
And I spend a little cash

But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash
And by the time I'm sober
I've forgotten what I've had
I get is bitter and a nasty little rash
And by the time I'm sober
I've forgotten what I've had
And everybody tells me that it's cool to be a cat
Cool
I have tried marijuana
I get nervous every time
There will come a knockin' at the door
Why is everybody makin' eyes at me?
I don't want to know
(didn't have a chance)
By the way she walked, I had to put it on her

'Cause I gets down like a stickup, everybody put yout hands up
See I ain't tryna
a little muscle
And I spend a little cash

But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash
And by the time I'm sober
I've forgotten what I've had
somebody flee flee
When me sit by di riverside feeling free
When me chat about situation with me brother
Still me living inna concrete jungle
Big up unu
need is a friend
Come on stay a while won't you please understand

I'm fucked up with nothing ahead by the end
I know that I'll never get sober
he's a man who'll be dead by Christmas 
And 

[Bridge] 
So, everybody's gone to war 
But we don't know what we're fighting for, 

Don't tell me
colder
But you sweatin' like a person who ain't sober
Realizin' your life is comin' quickly to a closure
Losin' composure
Out of breath like you
the sky
I'ma liar, I don't smoke but I down my Coke and scotches
For the hardest artists out, everybody is watchin' Koch's

Tha Liks is in the building
the hop if you don't have the hip

Grab your gat with the extra clip and,
Close your eyes and hit the switch
We're going to a place where everybody kick
colder
But you sweatin' like a person who ain't sober
Realizin' your life is comin' quickly to a closure
Losin' composure
Out of breath like you
Let your hair down in London City, everybody just keep
Moving with me.
Let your hair down in London City, everybody just keep
Moving with me
the hop if you don't have the hip

Grab your gat with the extra clip and,
Close your eyes and hit the switch
We're going to a place where everybody kick
kn-o-ow that we be goin' lightspeed 
Ahead, everybody told me I should slow down 
But instead, all I can do is take it lightspeed 
Outer-space and there
lightspeed ahead
Everybody told me I should slow down
But instead all I could do was take it
Lightspeed out of space and there is no calculation
Tell me, am I
the hop if you don't have the hip

Grab your gat with the extra clip and,
Close your eyes and hit the switch
We're going to a place where everybody kick
Everybody loves the original, everybody's got time to be cynical
Old enough to know better by now
It’s the greatest joke don’t go letting me down
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans, ya
(Fuck you)
I came for whoever is in charge
I suggest you go and get yourself a weapon and a guard
They need some coffee, everybody’s sleeping on me