Lyrics:
Somebody's got to haul out the trash
To the liver and the kidneys
It's not a pretty job
Carbon dioxide gets carried
To the lungs to be exhaled
And the garbage
I can tell you're wicked
There's no need to prove yourself
Or that you are thru all the frenzied things we see
Trash of all trash
Oh and this is
I can tell you're wicked
There's no need to prove yourself
Or that you are thru all the frenzied things we see
Trash of all trash
Oh and this is
They judge a boy by his friends
And all of yours are trash
They say you found your own level
You're a stake in the grass
But I can't help
Bentley off the lot, I do the dash, boy (I do the dash, boy)
Ouu, boy your mixtape, throw that in the trash, boy (in the trash, boy)
I just fucked your
All of the DJ's surely have taken a lesson
Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson
A little competition comes my way (billy
been seeing
Somebody else behind my back, it don't seem fair
I'm the one who ends up looking like trash
Straight talk, I'm seriously thinking that your
President he bout that cash
He got a policy for handling the niggas and trash
And if you poor you black
I laugh a laugh they won't give when you ask
You
blood, yeah
My heart damn near stopped
I reminisced about that time whеn we
Was riding in that drop
Even back when wе hit the boot
Across the trash with
gosh
Delete it, ah no trash
Dem cyaan tief it "m" "m" "s" crash
Dem cyaan Bluetooth it neitha
It don't inna multimedia
It don't inna file manager
Dem
the fuck you think a nigga had
To go and change his last name?
Yeah, I'm from the trash, shit was do or die
Made it out alive, only the strong survive
Had
the old Mavericks (Bitch)
I get millions before I get mad (Mad)
Bitches hating they glad, trash (Trash)
Hm my bad, didn’t mean to say that (Ha ha)
(turn)
Apparently, all men are trash, and maybe that's the trash in me (they told me turn)
But shawty weren't around we spoke on BlackBerry (they told me
a ton of white boy guilt, that's my problem -
obstacle to joy (one reason for drugs)
slept on a mexican beach, slept in trash
(american trash
And the boy's still down
After three hundred years
Black maybe you better come around
Black maybe or maybe
You just talkin' trash
Black maybe yeah or maybe
I've decided that I'm going away
The dog's at the vet the hearing is set
Do you see what I'm trying to say
Don't forget to take out the trash, I'm
the void covers our lungs?
We are buried in the spewed trash for ourselves
Blood, pain, nothing to say
Why then must we die?
Escape to the void
Escape
with your grinder
With width up my vain
Cut the gain
Hurt me, hurt me twice
The trash will hit
Hit high hit low
While I do neither
I spit I throw
ain't my sweet lover no more
You've been spending my cash
You've been feeding me lies
You've been talking such trash
Don't you know I'm bound to get
You fight each other, the police state wins
Stab your backs when you trash our halls
Trash a bank if you've got real balls
You still think
that I bought a hall mat?
Why's this fool all up in my ass? Doesn't he know I want class not trash?
(ohh ohhh)
Why's this fool all up in my ass?
that I bought a hall mat?
Why's this fool all up in my ass? Doesn't he know I want class not trash?
(ohh ohhh)
Why's this fool all up in my ass?
Heaven's at the end of this alleyway tonight
Hong Kong money
Let that dollar roll
All you need is the cash
The rest ain't nothing but trash
Hong
What did I do that was so bad
To go and get myself arrested?
Just in town to have some fun
But I ended up in the trash can
There I was in
.jpg/220px-Edgar_Winter's_White_Trash_(album_cover).jpg "Edgar Winter's White Trash")
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