Lyrics:
We don't want to, we don't need to
Do that New York crap
We're rockers, Punkrockers
And this is how we rap
It's gotta be hard
It's gotta be loud
You think you’re slick? That wasn’t it
I need a n*gga that’s going legit
Can’t look like this and be out getting nicked
By any means take your risk
Ready to face the odds, I'm in better company
Failure to break the curse
I was told, "You're never going to be someone."
Look at me now
Outside
you
Thought that I belonged with you
Then I found the truth out of the blue a friend in my crew
Said you were moving on
Things change but what's going
me?
I never loved you 'cos you were a drag
A stupid boy much too prepared
To show me your white flag
So yeah I got a little older i got wiser too
By 23,
Come home early after class
Don't be hanging 'round the back of the schoolyard
I've been called up by a teacher
She said she can't even reach you
a simpler story
I bet you did what you did
When you did it
To do it again
By the time you were done with it
I bet you did what you did
When you did
Just
homies by your side
That’s where we want to go
Come on the vibe is high
We reaching for the sky
Cause everyday we going full send
There ain’t no time for
You're on the phone with your boyfriend, he's upset
He's going off about something that you said
'Cause he doesn't get your humor like I do.
I'm in
surrounded
By shadows and gallows, my smoke is not a trail to follow
Survival is vital, smoke billows out the rival's window
Swindle vandals, selling handfuls
Roses are red and violets are blue
Will you be happy if I say I love you?
Sugar is sweet and baby you are too
I'm going crazy, what can I do?
Do
they be talking by me
They ain't talking with me I don't trust 'em
I'm seeing right thru y'all
Turn transparent like a ghost do
You never felt
Thinking bout should I change and live different
Thinking bout my regrets and my bad decisions
Thinking bout how my pops can be a bit ignorant
Thinking how
waiting for a message that you'll never send
And maybe it's better that we're just friends.
I dreamt of heaven once
It was a calm cool and miserable place
All my friends were under the fire
I could not make out a face
I was trapped with
Great idea instead of going out
We're gonna fix up the house
And cook some food for our friend
Might never have the chance again
Its only once
I'm feeling kinda icy
You want my heart, think I finna Boutta run away
Get dazed by the ways that I flirt with my words Strung together like an ink
catch the last rays of light
We’re going down
And we will fade away
We had our time
Nothing left to say
We called the tune
But didn’t hear her plea
Now
The sun is coming up again
I think I'll be just fine
Moon is creeping through my window
lays me on my side
Try and tell me where I'm going
Think I
a good teacher
Have you ever wanted things to be different in your life
What do you need to let go of?
What friends do you need to stop hanging out with
about to be leaving shortly"
The thing is not leaving no time shortly! Like
No time shortly son
So we're sitting, sitting, sitting, sitting, sitting
the East Vill
Keep it chill in the East Vill
Well times were tough, but we had enough
And my friends mostly got by
But can’t no one hire us, cuz there’s
In T.O. I was laughing
At my friend who sold his soul
I guess it wouldn't have been so funny had I not sold mine for less
Orange smokestacks in
here to reminisce
By now that should be clear
Like some Sierra Mist
Got lots of people pissed
Because I still exist
The white Dre with a twist
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