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your lungs give out

This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race (Now you)
This ain't a scene, it's
a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race (Now you)
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race (Wear out
your lungs give out

This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race (Now you)
This ain't a scene, it's
a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
(Now You)
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
(Wear out the groove)
your lungs give out

This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race (Now you)
This ain't a scene, it's
ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they
it must refuse to flow,
For you let this human race fall down so God-awful low!

This song is just a reminder to remind your fellow man
That this
got money in the bank
If I look like a poor boy
I've got much more than you think
I got a woman on my right arm
Woman on my left
When it comes
second of this life and spend all I can in it
No, I ain't got time to sit and bitch and whine

Live or die, grab it by the horns and baby take that ride
words I live by the gat and that's my toy
And out on the streets, I'm mama's bad boy

[Chorus]
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Digging in the scene with
Where is my boy?
I saw you come out of a scene
Maybe in some kind of dream
Something that never comes

Time that I take
See over in arms I'll
jumps on my tip 

The drink that I sip implies this it it 
She looked to be about 26 I ain't dizzy 
It's time to get busy!! 
Welcome female is in my
thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout you

Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye
Tell him, boy, bye, boy
good for long enough Knock 'em out, sell 'em, move on, 
It's a fast buck and the race is on to get in, get out, 
Get what you want, get out it's
Knock 'em out, sell 'em, move on, it's a fast buck and the race is on to get in, get out, get what you want, get out it's the short term, the long term
the treehouse tree
And for the longest time it was just us two
The boy and the horse that was me
Until the day the purple bear came
To live in the treehouse
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all my tricks, I hope that you like this
But,
looks like a Cheshire cat, almost falls down, door frowns
And Superman my lasers don't even register
By now you want to level this twat
And forever
where it gets you
Living dreams we can never afford
Now we sitting in the back saying

This the shit that I live for
This the shit that I live for
This
where it gets you
Living dreams we can never afford
Now we sitting in the back saying

This the shit that I live for
This the shit that I live for
This
boy, you will get out of it
The energy released comes back, there is no doubt of it
So when you thrive to connive and contrive foolish deeds
This
to the youngins in the hood
Cause I ain't Hollywood, I come from the hood
I'm used to it, if your rear view shaking and your seats vibrating
24 inch Dayton's got
to cash out on
Mexico's mint
Stint your vision
Stunt your growth
It ain't a land to boast about
'cause it raised you
Left you in a daze of
The vision
to mothers
Losing their sons
I live how I live
I ain't asking you to try it
The problem's too big
To fit me to buy it
The weight is too heavy
The length is too
And its kickin'
But it ain't chicken
But it's livin' for a city
So sick 'n' tired
Of a scene buckwild, piled in a file
Senile or Chile
They said it