Lyrics:
(The Chorus:)
Battered and broken
He rots beneath the sun
Traitor to Theban rule
by decree he'll decay
Born under doomed sign
A daughter
that some kind of fault line shifted
In my mind, like a black hole starving
So angry I couldn't see
But I beg your pardon
Because I know he's free
Story of NY
That's my nigga we lived in the hood he used to come by
Listen to demos i made told me I'm lit a die hard
Showed me some love remember 09
I went through some shit that I put myself in
Now I got scars and it hurt from within
The pain that I’m feeling you can’t comprehend
Stay with my
at the Renaissance Fair
As he shook my hand, I shook in despair
At an old banquet hall in Redding, hall in Redding, hall in Redding
I ruined your wedding, ruined
or anyone in my clan
Touch me or anyone in my clan
Make you leave like a clown fucking turnaround fucking turnaround
I'm like Bob Dylan but I got a mission
I only fuck with my niggas
I gotta keep it tight
With my big brother, Bumpy Knuckles
We gon' ride on these niggas my nigga, huh
Turn up the mics,
what I mean?
I get cash and still wear Jordache jeans
You thought your drug-dealing man was much better
Because he always came and got you in
the corner it's Gwinnett County law
I rolled down the window, it's the officer
Put his nose in my car, he say he smell the herb
He opened up the door
And oh yeah he also steals pie
My eyes went wide in the shape of pies
With little tiny bananas in side
No brother of mine
Could keep that pie from me!
I
And dedicated to his paper, G's up
On his bitches hard as fee's up
And if the law-boys pull him over he wont freeze up
He got the heeta fa heeta in the keys-ah
Descrimination, affects a brother's education
Hands up in black history class, they never called on my ass
But wait, growin at a rapid rate
I digest their hate,
Bridge
'N' Brother said he recollected when he and Tom and Billie Joe
Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County picture show
And wasn't I talkin'
and spreading the joy
Jump in the mosh pit here with your boy
I'd be out eating Big Bok Choy
Feeling so dope like Chips Ahoy
My bro Charlie with me, he a legends
cave bitch
Ease back white bitch I don't play that
Just because I got on my L.A. hat
Stalkin' walking in my big black boots
Is my jingle, now
Brother said he recollected when heand Tom and Billie Joe
Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County picture show
And wasn't I talkin' to him after
Jerrys and nigga are Toms now
I'm feeling like Optimus I'm in my prime now
It's Russian roulette but you playing 5 rounds
(Woo) I shock bells like Zatch
I
Them haters smile in your face and I know it’s a bluff
I ain’t really into friends tryna danger my health
Too many snakes tryna bite me so I stay
reply, 'cause he died shitting
So-a, shitting, I'm spitting my infinite supply of written bonafide
Kidding aside, critics take my little white dick in your
knew this
While the rest of my days I be livin' in Ruthless
Fuck what you're thinkin', law, my Judge is up Heaven
Look at my stomach and see the "7,"
The woman said I didn't say that what I am saying is what God cannot do does not exits and so the doctor goes to the brother in-law and begin to tell
find him if you seek him
So, say a little prayer then
Put one in the air my beef is your beef
I told my brother we could share it
I don’t see how a snake
I'm just another Russell Group punk
Just another Distrokid kid
Just another dime-store Tom Verlaine
Waiting for my 15 seconds of fame
When the child
it, for his brother he DID IT
So you gotta admit it
This is a martyr, a soldier, a hero
WHY? Because he started from zero
In this battle he
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