Lyrics:
Are you ready?
To meet the suburbian
Are you prepared?
To have a goddamn breakdown
He will take your soul
And mix it with other ingredients
So be
You are lost in the rain, Suburbian Ghosts
Voices fade in the dark, Suburbian Ghosts
It's a nuclear night, Suburbian Ghosts
Firecrackers flying high,
I never heard of ya
He couldn't tell north from south
But Amos was my only way out
Of this suburbian nightmare
Huh
Yeah
My suburbian
take it
No more, we can't take it
Suburbian nightmare, and we will never change
Suburbian nightmare, and we will never change
Suburbian nightmare,
your regular barbie suburbian bitch It turns me up and on and it gets me lit
So if I'm mad and I laugh you better run
Like pablo escobar when he was done
On the run,
Suburbian fun (x2)
Five, six, seven, eight
She wishes Bret Michaels was her date
Trying so hard to be old school
But goddamned Poison was never
Give me the man who ain't like no other man
Gives lovin' freely
Official Suburbian Superman
No dirty laundry lyin' over the chair
No moody Judy
Suburbian sun, the cut on my tongue
The cars, the pavement, the split seams
Rose-tinted sea and karma caught dreams
The beach, the lace-ups, the groupies
Suburban kid, ya got no name
Two ton(e) baby and ya got no brain
I bet you're only happy in suburbian dreams
But I'm only laughing cause you ain't
that, so since i got stripes
i got the right to rap about that, but Niggaz like you
i gotta hate ya, i'm tired of Suburbian Niggaz talkin about
they comin
Suburban kid, ya got no name
Two ton baby and ya got no brain
I bet you're only happy in suburbian dreams
But I'm only laughing cause you ain't in
a turkey on Thanksgiving
Me? I keep it tight and lock it down like a virgin's pops
>From crack rocks to suburbian spots I'm hot
Don't forget or have you
she'd leave back to the central just to never return
Stayed in my sweet suburbian home
Although suburb is cold, so cold
Gimme sex, gimme drugs, gimme
the fans, yeah
He’s courteous, never nervous
Superbious, hood nigga but he ain’t suburbians
I got it all from the killas from the nerdiest
Clean mouth
Why, why, why, why
Why, why, why, why
Why, why, why
I was off keying cars parked on radium lawns
By suburbian moms
I called a friend, let's
the paper let their leaves burn
Fuck a neighborhood where the leaves turn
Rake em up off suburbian grass
Yeah she a bad little baby
Tryna take her
Bitch you know I flex, Stressed but well dressed
Niggas coming at my chest, Bulletproof vest
Let it rock
Apocalypse
Suburbian Apocalypse
Yeayeah
Let It
reflections on my life and its sections and its fretted, like the middle age man with his faked healthy tan in his luxury sedan driving home to suburbian lands,
be happy
Heard your life story, not that sappy
Taking the back seat, leaving the back streets
Of suburbian feats, riding on some other lonely poor
a pimple, takin your shit is so simple
Cruisin down your block in my big suburbian blazer
Boxin like joe frazier, leavin cuts on niggas faces like a razor
But
home
I'm done with being lost
Gotta get home
At any cost
Rolling through the countryside
Or between suburbian tower
Weaving through the traffic
lives
Ain't worth living twice
Hit that review
I don't know shit
I'm a stupid suburbian overeducated kid
I gotta lucky bid
And I ran with it I ain't
to the streets to protest the police
I found myself in D.C. and while it was mostly peace
Some riots broke out and it scared the suburbians
Neo-nazis took
suburbians getting your kicks?
Well we ask you to refrain
'till population is fixed
Rest assured that every resident
Was carefully picked
To be remembered
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