Lyrics:
do
Don't care about the warnings
If there's a chance that what we have is true
Told myself I shouldn't fall in
But baby it's all I can, all I can do
out your fake eye
Give niggas a break, nah, I gotta chase mine
Don't wear your watch around me nigga I take time
Like niggas that them blue tried
all of my kids
Tell me who really wins when you come, fall in the Benz?
So many women wanna fuck, guess it all just depends
On vacation I found out
sfollati — evacuees — dispersed out of cities and into the countryside.
War Correspondent 1:
The heaviest fall of snow so far this winter has just taken
'm the pusher, supplyin the fix
And this jam's so dope, it don't need a remix
But I'm makin obstacles of enemy traps
to catch any MC's with the weak-ass raps
Talk to me nice or don't talk at all
You don't know the kid was destined to ball
Knew that I'd get it since I was a boy, knew that I'd get it since I
of the Looms
Now I'm tryna figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip?
Or just another fruit in this room?
It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me
Hahahahahahaha, I don't fucking care bitch
You got me hysterical, no please fuck out my hair bitch
Your life a Comedy Central special, I think you needa step off
the rides
Fall off
Or die by suicide
Don't glare
Lately I've been having dreams
Putting on some moccasins
And become a killing machine
Don't really mean it
I’m a beast of the underground
Hotter than lava rocks
You don’t know what time it is
Then go out and cop a watch when drama pops
We fade niggas out
them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant 'til I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us
them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant 'til I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us
dumbass
Yeah
It's like man, I'm a rich ass nigga from Chicago
Of course bro
Niggas don't be making it out
Niggas don't even know me for real man, sad boy
these guns down and still fuck you up
If I don't knock you out when we first knuckle up
I pull the razor out, you get your first uppercut
I grab you by
a robbery, this a murder
Woke the whole house i don't go to funerals
But lean be gettin' poured out
Group home in Lake Charles, turn
Up, turn up, wait, pause
the culture?"
"Why don't you bring it back to the Bentleys"
"That old school club, not the car"
By the way, can I hold your show?
Gottz pour out some
a washing machine
I said, "Fellas, what are all those wings for?"
They said, "For hanging clothes out to dry"
I said, "You fools, take that washing machine
Yo, I don't know what was on y'all niggas birds
To go up to the boat, and start robbing old folks
Now see you done messed with the wrong old lady
pop that coochie for a goon, ho
Bullet in you boys memory, now you act like you don't know
Eastside who I do it for, Eagle Street, right by the store
get good like you sipin’ your granda’s Ice tea (Slurp)
I don’t care about the money
Doing these raps its kinda funny
Yeah
Ima sing you like a bee
Good
Look
My boy saw 100 last week but I'm still tryna show man that it ain't heaven
All the money, the fame, respect, and the power, but he knows it
gotta do it for the hood, do it, do it for the street, uh
Dope in the trunk
Creepin out the cut
9 by the gut
Never get enough
I don't give a fuck
and famous
I'm the one who laughed in all they faces and became the greatest since old Slim Shady
I'm the one who don't care, I'm the one who goes where no
wrote for me
I grip a stick I wrote a
Poem not a rap
I'll be slapping when
The money's bottlecaps
Fall out
With niggas that care about
All clout
Discuss these i dont care machine shop remix by fall out boy Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In