Lyrics:
and look at the shoes that were stitched
By some kids under slave like employment
I go to the bank and I see and institution
That's bringing the world
I pour my heart out on these tracks
From my sleeve
I got to be hot, i got to soon to pop
Before the kid down another bottle
To pay off these loans i
finally shut your book
Off the top, like his hat with killer style
He's the class act
Depression incarnate to face the flashy
Slashy asshat! Babadook is
sage round the edges with a fire momentous,
Bringing our world back to us through tablets and hard hits,
Ramshackle brick castle built upon cliffs
pretending just play it by the book.
I realistically don't give a.
I hit it like a fucking sledgehammer,
How they cannot see that baffles me.
I'm bringing
by lookin' at the floor
Shoegazin', trigger warning on that motherfuckin' gore
Everybody talk like they took the risk
Some of y'all too small to be
on your kids
I'ma kick that bitch
Bruce Wayne is my shit bat man mobile
I'm gone, it's too quick
Too fast, pass by
Your mom's in my whip uh
Mm-hmm
Brand new
to look like the All-American Kid
From New York City. I wanted to feel like I wanted to be the
All-american Kid from New York), and I walked in, sat
being dumb tonight
Ain't seen sun tonight (Sun is out, breh)
Sleeping by myself tonight (Wet pillow, bro)
Wanna go run tonight (Wanna run, bruh)
Kids
stop us
I know them haters watching
So do your thang kid
Do your thang kid
Do your thang kid
Do your thang kid
I know you wanna pop it
I know you want
Just keeps reminding us of the struggles
They start pulling up pictures
Of us getting hit
By dogs and firehoses and all that
You know like, my daughter
the kids from the block but we were never trapping, ha
Just some high wild kids from the suburbs
Outskirts of the city got us chasing bigger pictures
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
us
Don't lie to me
Get your money up
Bali in a week
Fly me out then kiss my cheek
Return of the kid
Let's go
Return of the kid
Let's get it
Return
the fighters like speeches by Cus D'Amato
Djs stickin' to vinyl like fuck Serato?
Suppliers who ride around the block in the custom models
Ballin like
on the beats
We ain't been around but they talk about us
We ain't been around but they talk about us
And the kids love us like toys r us
And the women love me
including
Racial prejudice - are influenced more
By material things like food
And economic necessities than by the
Fear and awe and bigotry
Generated by
the building by Miuccia
Herzog and De Meuron in an office out in Basel
No not Miami, Switzerland (ahahaha)
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
I tried to tell 'em I'm the shit, but they told us, "no way"
With no cuts, they're like a barber, they're about to catch fades
My number one rule is
kids)
No hope in the city for them badass kids
Yea
We just some Ratios, Governmental lab rats
That like rap, Social outcast, ball players
Meant
the weight of the world and they keep on bringing more
If it's just you and me on the floor
Go grab your coat and I'll drive us home
Like we were just kids
and overrated by
The people spreadin' rumors
Drunken privilege is the label
Jealous rappers try to give us what
We work for we got petty bitches, B-Sharp
We all
about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used
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