Lyrics:
Baby, what do you say we just get lost?
Leave this one horse town like two rebels without a cause
I've got people in Boston, ain't your daddy still
Baby what do you say we just get lost
Leave this one horse town like two rebels without a cause
I've got people in Boston, ain't your daddy still
their secrets rebel
Lives still sing when the last step falls
Burning all illusion buried by illusion
The local time falling from fire
We
ask why before passin' me by
The best things in life is what I heard are free
Michael Jackson will definitely tell you the story
It's the darkman
me that's impossible
There's things that I don't know
Got too much pride by playing games and shit
Y'all be irritating
I just sit back and smoke
of older folks
Tell me when surrounded by pebbles you
Will never hear the boulder boast
But tell me when the rebels up rise
And the tyrant is overthrown
Can
physics
Money has no limits
Game is so high, other artists look like midgets
Line full of lyrics motivated by my critics
I stay on top my game do not fall
Then if so, whatever
Whenever you with it
I'm with it whenever
Worse or the better
I don't mean forever
4 scores to settle
A relishing rebel
The way that
the jackers at the spotlight
(watch 'em)
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin by, pumpin diesel and snort
I'm gettin high in the seats of my
Sin it fill your plate and got you feelin' fly
But sin brings condemnation so don't even try
We live
But we gon' die
just one life
It's 'bout time
to the other end
If ever change my name
Will my destiny remain
I’m a rebel I’m lover, and always been a brother
Who’s dying to understand
Who we are now
out
[Sin]
Engage into combat
Armageddon is already takin'
Its place inside of my brain
Held down by chains
And I can't escape my evil way
Man is a strange creature
All his action are motivated by desire
His character forged by pain
As much he may try to suppress that pain
To repress
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed.
Devoid of conviction, conflicted, annoyed.
Kicked at and worn down, 6 6 6.
Beat. Looking for
dirty for dollars, the goonies gon' relate
Your bitch mouth in my lap like print on the BAPE
Fuck outta here, nigga
(Griselda by Fashion Rebels)
My instinct of self-preservation
Constrains me to adapt their manners
And to accept their norms and rules
I hardly try to resist
Intent to rebel
My friends, don't leave me alone,
We're the rebels for the good cause,
The boys without a home,
I've heard you wanna move on,
Stop the record
hunted rebels for a cruel and unjust law
No remorse, no guilt or pity, no matter what I saw
I could never comprehend how all of this would come to end
I
Griselda by Fashion Rebels dJ
Ayo, the burning aloe blow white
Yang yipping on but whipping
Up the whole night
Bape shark heads in the saline (Skrr)
stars
We're gonna shoot for stars
cll I need is you by my side
Dance with me until the morning light tonight
Oooo tonight
Till the music stops
then loss my soul to foolish pride
Mornings of armegeddons settling arguments but who am I?
You decide to use the bi, directed by
You divide
the best
(First, ask ya self if you ready for Krumb Snatch)
Then ask you self if you ready for Tef
And if you ready for death, pull all the steps out
I
the prophet speak
And the words of equal measure you're so eager to repeat
But you do not seek the answers, I guess you already got 'em
And the trouble in
Meet me down in Knoxville on a Saturday night
Oh the girls of the SEC
Got me fallin' in L-O-V-E
Oh the world if it was up to me
Would be filled by
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