would you any less from the people at the top? for the beats, beats that go losing any war, taking lives in their hands, all the losers up. while the write the history books defeated die poor more bereft of life than an old jackson painting and alone, dead and disintegrating, before the of bullets there is silence, the pow i can get this and i can see it all now it's not funny 'cause when you think you're on the you slip it must be this fucking dark weather, i torture myself too much anyway it's like when i'm feeling happy then i'm 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 it was hip automatically it's too much i shook my spa-spa-spazmatically
i erase the lines that you mend, "i've it before", i said, "i'll do it again" i erase the that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again"
point that thing at me unless you want to use it bark out to the weakest at the back of the line it's open on the meek and the useless
but now you're out the t.v. with a smile on your face squint, and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes predicting armageddon all over the and we're really sorry for all the we made but now if you could eat your own words you'd start a hunger strike easy to control us if you keep us all afraid kick sand up in my face like i'm a guard on your dirt bike the sicker the quicker, thicker, the fatter watch 'em all but the kicker, it doesn't matter 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 words to by now watch me kick in the teeth of the 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 the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again" don't point that thing at me unless you to use it bark out to the weakest at the back of the line
it's season on the meek and the useless squint, think and squeeze you can see me and the whites of my eyes the is all about consumption
and anyone around and all the in the street the indescribable is up for pointing fingers and they're whispering discreetly "who is that man? what's he for his homeland?" they all can see him, they know he's going he knows their hopes fade without the strength of his hand he so damn obvious that he must be glowing he is ready for his sneak attack, he's gonna go do this and not look back "i the answers for the questions y'all been asking me, i will you of the burden of your six figure apathy, i am the dynamite, i am the glue, i never the enemy that's what you do i never underestimate the enemy what you do i never underestimate the enemy what you do
don't point that thing at me unless you to use it
it's open '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 abuses to the weakest at the of the line squint, and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes
bark out abuses to the weakest at the of the line don't that thing at me unless you want to use it it's season on the meek and the useless squint, and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes