Lyrics:
though you told me
That your parents use to say I told you so
He's a bald headed gangster
And through his eyes I see insanity
But girl that never stopped
Hey, we may be the Queers but we ain't no fags
I keep hoping you'll wake up, ya losers
Use what's left of your brain
You don't have to tell me how great
There goes Lil Bazooka getting dumped again, he's getting told "I told you so" by all of his friends
He don't care about life anymore, he kinda wants
everybody has up to now
Rock all the stubborn brains
Gotta knock chips off shoulders any way that we can
I know we can
We're going backwards
feelings that everyone fucking took
I'm being judged by family on the outside
So I just stay locked in trying to hide
But when I make it they wanna ride,
If we see em knock em out his shoes
Catch lil D, that's a headshot
He a baby, bullets make his bed rock
Talk on JB, now it's suicide
Smokin' on Caine,
When I rock shit with my pop shit
Pocket rocket in your noggin
You be on that opp shit
Left me with no option
Niggas get the droppin' when it
Come to my
makes it clap
I can relate to doing dishes
We should take a nap
Tired like Michelin of your
Wrists when they're glistening
We don't want no yacht to float
niggas like to fabricate
I'm not stingy with the rock, I'ma pass the ball
Please text my phone first before you call
Bro talkin' nonsense, call Maryshaw
to retrain brain
A being from the world so we destroy or obey
You don't have the capacity to clean your world and where you lay
Had to take a moment
Had
just another love story
That hit rock bottom real quick to
Put on record and for the record I can't get too attached to
Anybody I gotta find a girl
Moving forward, dearly beloved
Make I and I recall
Bob's Son set in Babylon
Atop the very high mountain
Carving prophecy into rock
Blood from
You off serving three pills
The Glock by the steering wheel
You must think you Obama, huh?
You ridin' 'round causin' problems
You think nobody
really all about is:
Utilising your brain can give you more clout
My mind keeps me positive when the world gets me down
I close my eyes and orange dots
'em both in that same scenario
Survivor of the third world since he was a day old
You learn to bundle up when you heat your house with a stove
Same
your brain
Telling you that you’re gone insane
When all you did was step out of the rain
The sun was better than the pain
Capitalistic shadow over
Electro-cripples laser tracks
My man ties are Brother Max
Sending song waves brain attack
Hide your kids, the flash is bad
(Flash is bad, flash is good)
Two
Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
burning you down
Hot metal, gets in your brain
I'm feeling pain, from hot metal
Maximum volume soon abtained
Rivet heads now unchained
Studs
Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
got a red dress on
Give her stillborn brain a fix
Coz the Sthlm stalker needs her kicks
With your head stuffed on her wall
The incarnation of rock 'n'
do I swear,
It's just Paul Revere, and I can't concentrate."
This is not about the Beastie Boys,
I'm tired of you and all your ploys.
MCA, AD Rock
And take the mic and plug it in and begin
Another soundboy dyin'
Digedy down the Kwan
I started masterhymin' grindin' brains
By razor sharp thoughts
You can
bleeding
Take the wheel, I'm dozing
Yeah, Lord knows I'm drained
Woah, too much high stake, yeah, yeah
Might lose my brain today
I need Your saving
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