Lyrics:
a ten-bob note up his nose
Such a mean old man
Such a mean old man
His sister Pam works in a shop
She never stops, she's a go-getter
Takes him out
Don't look back
Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
Generation sleep, I'm falling in and out of love
I'm getting that tilted feeling out
A generation lost, four deadly years
Families left behind to a life of grieving
Ten million graves to be left untended
Nothing anymore left to believe in
a
Name and waiting with
A bitch like try me, try me, try me, try me
And watch what the outcome is
I'm a mix between Heath Ledger and Malcolm X
Outspoken
get thirsty in my nightmares
And I'm the strangest girl I've met
And I'm a goddamned nervous wreck
I call it generation X-Y-L-O
I'm scared of life i'm
hear
Never sleep on me
Never sleep on you either
Respect ya, even when I get ya
If you earned it, if your character is there
Cus I fight for a purpose
You say you fight to give us freedom
But often more than not this is abused
And the faces of a tired generation
Have decided they are sick
bands now givenchy all over me gotta make sure I stand out fuck it I got it up out the mud never had my hands out I keep the .45 by the six pack better
you ain't texting Domino's, so why you fucking lying
You a fan, get in line, all my bitches say I'm fine, and they tens
I'm always surrounded by bad
the metaphors,
Hopping like Okafor,
I hope it's enough,
Just to open doors.
Casualties of war,
That we never see no more.
Lost in the storm,
Til the bottle washed
And never travel by car, a bus
Boat or by rail
And don't travel by plane
And don't travel at all
Built a bomb shelter basement
With titanium walls
And wear
Generation generators
Spark up the accelerator
Gas pedal, gas pedal
Push it, push it
This is never settle
Clock 'em all day, chunk 'em all
Of the innocent passing by
For generations, generations
The same old nursery rhyme
Who wants scrambled? Who wants fried? Who would like a part?
It really doesn't
Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
I never claimed to have wings on
Nigga, I get my "by any means" on whenever there's a drought
Get your umbrellas out
Paint it black and white if you like,
The story's still the Same.
A generation built on a lie, that
Every one of us is safe.
Paint it black
Ten Speed
Redbone on my handlebars, I like my bitches mixed breeds
Feel the Philly tighten with a 20 sack of stress weed
Educated, at the stove I'm
feel regret by me
Longer that I live I start to see
Being a leader ain’t never been cheap
Pressure of a king might cost you sleep
War with the world
Never will I be grounded for disposal
Everybody be astounded by the mogul, Tech N9ne
No more saying, I can't afford this
Even when I was down, my plan
nigga you'd think it's fiction
Torrance PD why I can never sleep
Dreams stay turnin' to nightmares
Shout out to Meek
I get lost in my own head cuz I can
of this cloud, 'cause it is just too deep
Sleep baby sleep
(DJ Paul)
We pimpin up on these hoes wit the Mack-10
The Mack-12 hit 'em wit the Mack-11
Catch
Well here I am, a lunatic from head to toe
I sleep in caverns with the dead, but don't let nobody know
That I'm not your ordinary, average, every day
generation of young people who see me
As huge inspiration in music, art, business
Education and so on
After 10 years of keeping my silence during
A decade
it
Black is deadly
Black is when you're freezin' in your home
And you can't get sleep but never feelin' empty
'Cause you got twenty cousins in
is the lamb
Lamb of God
Holy, holy (Holy)
Giving my all now to you
I know the Lord
He will hear me when I call
He never slumber nor sleeps
And His
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