would you expect any 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 write the history books defeated die poor more bereft of than an old jackson pollack painting and alone, dead and disintegrating, before the hail of there is silence, the pow i can get with and i can see it all now it's not funny 'cause when you you're on the a-tip you slip it must be this fucking dark winter weather, i torture myself too much it's like when i'm happy then i'm jealous of me you said you didn't like my voice so i kept my jaw well, say i hold out like a holden caulfield fat cass 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 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
but now you're staring out the t.v. with a smile on your squint, and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes predicting armageddon all the place and we're really sorry for all the we made but now even if you could eat your own words you'd 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 guard on your dirt the sicker the quicker, thicker, the watch 'em all scatter but here's the kicker, it matter got my tongue in my cheek 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 me kick in the teeth of the track like my mind was a steel toe boot
i the lines that you mend, "i've done 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" point that thing at me unless you want to use it bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the
it's 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 in the street the indescribable is up for they're fingers and they're whispering discreetly "who is man? what's he done for his homeland?" they all can see him, know where he's going he knows hopes will fade without the strength of his hand he feels so obvious that he must be glowing he is for his sneak attack, he's gonna go do this shit and not look back "i have the 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 underestimate the enemy what you do i never the enemy that's what you do i underestimate the enemy that's what you do
don't point that thing at me you want to use it
it's season 'cause it's good, good, good. point that thing at me unless you want to use it
it's open on the meek and the useless bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the squint, think and when you can see me and the whites of my eyes
bark out abuses to the at the back of the line don't point that thing at me unless you to use it open season on the meek and the useless squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the of my eyes