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morning As kids, our lives fly by so fast Never wasted any second of it that's a fact We rolled deep With everyone we used to know Getting drunk, smoking
kids gettin' the guns?) Just take 'em in the alley And jet before the cops come! (Okay, okay, so when should we do it?) Right now, so get down Uh, leak
hungry punk Feedin' kids to slutty nuns with his cum Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? I can get it done 2DopeBoyz I know you like this (Like
to blow niggas Tech 9's, carbines, pointin' in your fuckin' faces Thirty-eight magnum butcher knife man, watch me stab em Q his kid left there, with
One of the greatest rapper, walk - I'm sayin' In the field makin' my brick without hayin' Mad busy kid, nah whip cut here You, boy, drop your
One of the greatest rapper, walk - I'm sayin' In the field makin' my brick without hayin' Mad busy kid, nah whip cut here You, boy, drop your
down This is fucked up shit Another pop-punk kid When I suck up the hate I love the smile on my face I'm a nobody No knows a nobody No one likes a nobody
You don't notice Or Don't Care The night is young But the kids are dancing I'm too old to start A fucking punk band Yea I know I'm just A part
And your tired of going out like a punk ass bitch You need to bump that shit with your cousins and kids Cuz when you were on that thug tip you wasn't that
Yeah, I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge. The kids are coming up from behind. I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge to the kids from
Yeah, I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge. The kids are coming up from behind. I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge to the kids from
Yeah, I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge. The kids are coming up from behind. I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge to the kids from
slipped The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
whattup? Ayo black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened You call me a punk, I gotta step cause
hear a thing People be jealous by any means I don't argue with people who really fiends Look at all that I've done before 17 I'm really that kid (That
in To a cycle reminiscent of a sickle swing Betrothed by the aria the city sings for us Ignorant, Voices in my head just a chorus, ignore it Living in
bank account Shoot my shot, I'ma make it count (Hey there, uh, kid) (We've been looking for this little punk by the name of Yung Pinch) (Uh, he's
the punk rock rulebook 'Cause times have changed and so have I, I need to get by Is it too much to ask, do me a favor close that punk rock rulebook
money where your mouth is, watch Redman house shit And if it's beef I'll punch you in your mouth kid ('Damn!') I got a heart but my heart is made out
Punk's not dead It just deserves to die When it becomes another stale cartoon A close-minded, self-centered social club Ideas don't matter, it's
golden sandals Gold shield, war force field Silver spear, jasper armor flooded with onyx Silk garment, a silk cape, a nickel plate breastplate A golden
crippled im not your doc giggles or your willy wiggles my crossover dribble penetrate me to the middle i spin a better web milk you like a silk spread man
silk to sew We grow and take you back to like afros And no quittin or gettin jumped by the system Its all day, all play got verbs and such And cuts
Geek, fag, stupid loser find a rope to hang I'm not bipolar, see I'm just known by those couple names I wanna tell my pops but shit, he'll probably
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