you labeled me and nobody cares at all my failures your pleasure it never gets better Oh I don't wanna be I don't wanna be whatever description that you
scar like a stripe Send up a signal To the heavenly rescue When the poison's coming From the person you're next to Let the voltage of thought Pull
feels like the middle of nowhere And we beat each other up just like we always do When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you What
pulse to see if you gone You was pronounced D.O.A before you got to E.R. The doctor swore that suicide was the probably cause Probably because, you weak insecure motherfuckers feel lost when you
lost their point, who have lost their own Are you food for the moon? The potion is you Just in case you try to poison my food but I want you to Rap music
So 'do you know..' who you're fuckin with Cause when you step to the Posse you get your wig split I see you carbon copy rappers don't understand Cause
you think I should wear a motorcycle helmet?? Why don't you wear it?! Put on some wings like a PARROT Let's discuss this contract Why are you hypin up a normal
speak, That you notice that's sorta unique, Cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep, And I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat, You can't sit still
ago now. And remembering that time I feel like, when I wrote that song, I was in that feel of that all the kids today, they just feel like they haven
now. And remembering that time I feel like, when I wrote that song, I was in that feel of that all the kids today, they just feel like they haven't got
ideals and your dream He supports you, for he loves you Understands you, is one of you If not, how could he love me? (Workers:) A new Argentina, the workers' battle song
Ah nothing man you know just doing a little underground shit whatever you know selling these tapes broke ass fuck [???] Yeah I see you know what i'm
All in between you need to eat, you need some wheat You needs to heat, the beat, cause you's a condon savage street to shit You got to mash to sleep a
next day dressed exactly like him, Kiss just like him, caress just like him, Confuse you so much you start thinking that I'm him, [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I wish that you
appropriate for me Maybe more like a vat of moldy iced tea No rhymes about gats or a blunted emcee No frontin' like that, what you get is what you see
stance because I Jizzed in my pants To be fair you were flirting a lot Plus the way you bag cans got me bothered and hot Please stop acting like you
