would you any less from the people at the top? for the beats, beats go with losing any war, lives in their hands, stringing all the losers up. while the winners write the books defeated die poor more of life than an old jackson pollack painting cold and alone, and disintegrating, the hail of bullets there is silence, the pow i can get with and i can see it all now it's not 'cause when you think you're on the a-tip you slip it be this fucking dark winter weather, i torture myself too much anyway it's like i'm feeling happy then i'm jealous of me you said you didn't like my voice so i my jaw steeled well, people say i out like a holden caulfield fat mama cass it was hip it's too much i my head spa-spa-spazmatically
i erase the lines that you mend, "i've it before", i said, "i'll do it again" i erase the lines that you mend, "i've it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again"
don't point that at me unless you want to use it out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line it's open season on the and the useless
but now staring out the t.v. with a smile on your face squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the of my eyes predicting armageddon all over the and we're really sorry for all the we made but now even if you eat your own words you'd start a hunger strike it's to control us if you keep us all afraid kick sand up in my face like i'm a wheel on your dirt bike the sicker the quicker, thicker, the fatter 'em all scatter but here's the kicker, it doesn't i've got my tongue in my so far it makes me mute heaven is a joke and hell is a lie, pay attention son 'cause these are to live by now me kick in the teeth of the track like my mind was a steel toe boot
i erase the lines that you mend, "i've it before", i said, "i'll do it again" i erase the lines you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again" don't point that at me unless you want to use it bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the
open season on the meek and the useless squint, think and when you can see me and the whites of my eyes the undeniable is all consumption
and anyone around and all the people in the the is up for discussion they're pointing fingers and whispering discreetly "who is that man? he done for his homeland?" they all can see him, they know where he's he knows their hopes will fade without the of his hand he feels so obvious that he must be glowing he is ready for his sneak attack, he's gonna go do shit and not look back "i have the answers for the questions y'all asking me, i will relieve you of the of your six figure apathy, i am the dynamite, i am the glue, i never underestimate the enemy what you do i underestimate the enemy that's what you do i never underestimate the enemy what you do
don't point that thing at me unless you to use it
open season 'cause it's good, good, good. don't point thing at me unless you want to use it
it's open season on the and the useless bark out to the weakest at the back of the line squint, think and squeeze you can see me and the whites of my eyes
out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line don't point that at me unless you want to use it it's season on the meek and the useless squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the of my eyes