Lyrics:
The spitting line
The cigarette skin
White head in line
The voice is white
Erasing mine
Skin the white
The radical line
The cigarette butt
Head
would you take me plus one
Now I'll give you what I promised
Oh just tell me something honest"
Now I'm bathing in radical honesty
But tan lines look so
Fuck food for thought
This is the devil’s pie made from God particles
When I rhyme it’s libation for the dead radicals
The lines align with
to those who need it
[Chorus]
Where do ya draw the line
Where do ya draw the line
I'm not telling you I'm asking you
Ever notice hard line radicals
the game
That you and your niggas play
Radical man, save a life
Come on, take a stand, give that money back
Let's make a plan, the brand new currency
Taking
began
Bottom lines and broken budgets
Dead ends
All the early signs are in the writing
Catastrophic changes in the offing
Radical callers kept lines
on the seventh day
His love wearing no disguise
Some say death to the radical
He's way out of line
Some say praise be the miracle
God sends a blessed sign
wearing no disguise
Some say, "Death to the radical
He's way out of line."
Some say, "Praise be the miracle
God sends a blessed sign.
A blessed sign for
Jigsaw when I'm puzzling rhymes
Y'all shit's soft so get lost you can't be fuckin' with mines
I'm anti-mainstream, aggressive and radical
Throwing punch
we go again
(Woo!)
Alright
Clap your hands!
Yes!
Rock radical
Move to the bass line
Move to the bass line
Jump jump
Move to the bass
we go again
(Woo!)
Alright
Clap your hands!
Yes!
Rock radical
Move to the bass line
Move to the bass line
Jump jump
Move to the bass
and ice cold beer
Say goodbye to all you hold dear
Drug-addicted criminals
Radical military arsenals
Lines of demarcation in the dirt
My son you're
of age
The anything will do
Twist them off and pass them 'round
Where did it change? Coming of age
We once got a free line
Opportunity radicals
the final judgment of today
Who profited from the game
That you and your niggas play
Radical man
Save the life
Come on take a stand
Give that money
Are we all radicals painting our own lines
Not at all practical
Wasting our time
Always going
Never knowing
We all need to find a dream
We all dream
a light at the end of the line
Some radical sign
What happened to them anyway?
Yet it always seems like in these modern times
Every running headline is
shit, fuck school
I'm fucking radical, nigga
I'm fucking radical i'm fucking radical
I'm motherfucking radical
I'm fucking radical, nigga
I'm fucking
You think you're so radical
I think you oughta stop (say what?)
But you're going international (no no no)
They're gonna call the cops
You're
You think you're so radical
I think you ought to stop
Say what?
But you're going international
They're gonna call the cops
Oh no no
You're
the hunter
Don’t be the prey
Hear what I say
Be the hunter
Turn up your gain
Or you will fall into line with your radical fear
Try as you must, you know you
(Die for war!)
Turning from loathsome to lethal
Secret animosity used to purge
Hidden curiosity and lunacy converged
Radical views put into practice
You think you're so radical
I think you ought to stop
Say what?
But you're going international
They're gonna call the cops
Oh no no
You're
You think you're so radical
I think you oughta stop
(Say what)
But you're going international
They're gonna call the cops
(No, no, no)
You think you're so radical
I think you oughta stop
(Say what)
But you're going international
They're gonna call the cops
(No, no, no)
You're
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