would you expect any from the people at the top? for the beats, beats that go losing any war, taking lives in hands, stringing all the losers up. while the winners the history books defeated die poor more bereft of life than an old jackson pollack and alone, dead and disintegrating, before the of bullets there is silence, the pow i can get with and i can see it all now it's not funny 'cause you think you're on the a-tip you slip it must be this dark winter weather, i torture myself too much anyway it's like when i'm feeling happy i'm jealous of me you you didn't like my voice so i kept my jaw steeled well, people say i hold out a holden caulfield fat mama it was hip automatically it's too much i shook my spa-spa-spazmatically
i erase the that you mend, "i've done 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"
point that thing at me unless you want to use it bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the it's open season on the meek and the
but now staring out the t.v. with a smile on your face squint, think and when you can see me and the whites of my eyes predicting all over the place and we're sorry for all the mistakes we made but now even if you could eat your own words start a hunger strike it's easy to us if you keep us all afraid kick sand up in my face like i'm a wheel guard on your dirt the sicker the quicker, thicker, the fatter watch 'em all but the kicker, it doesn't matter i've got my tongue in my cheek so far it me mute heaven is a joke and is a lie, pay attention son 'cause these are words to live by now watch me kick in the teeth of the track like my 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 that 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 of the line
it's open 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 around and all the people in the street the is up for discussion they're pointing fingers and they're discreetly "who is that what's he done for his homeland?" they all can see him, they know he's going he knows hopes will fade without the strength of his hand he feels so damn obvious that he must be he is ready for his sneak attack, he's go do this shit and not look back "i have the answers for the 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 underestimate the that's what you do i never underestimate the enemy that's you do i never the enemy that's what you do
don't that thing at me unless you want to use it
open season 'cause it's good, good, good. don't point that at me unless you want to use it
it's season on the meek and the useless bark out abuses to the weakest at the of the line squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the of my eyes
bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the don't point that thing at me 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