Tired of screwing up. Tired of going down. Tired of myself. Tired of this town.
Small pine, big pine. The fish are the only difference. City out of harmony, lingering on the dissonance.
Fishermen wrapping up citizens with their fishing nets. Sometimes chemical, some plate old imprisonment.
Laughing at themselves as if they had a voice. Acting like technology really gives them a better choice.
Protect the borders as we stack up our elitism. Defeatism is what we pretend that we keep believing in.
Australia in both lines, the quietest revoke. Politicians fake like they care in that revoke.
Legalese verbose, cause if it's plain English and it's ADD riddle and riddle, children might get it.
And if they do, then you're fucked. When they know what's up, you might start seeing public servants dressed as little punks.
No tie, no suit. They just looking for some truth. Campaign funds came from hacked ATM booths.
Fucking grassroots, man. They talkin' run and shoot. I just sit back and figure out what the fuck to do.
And of course I want the loot. Everyone deserves the freedom first. Trying to find a balance.
King Khalas and liberal bleeding. One hand in my pocket. One fist in the air.
White guy from the suburbs like I probably shouldn't care. But fuck this establishment.
I really ain't havin' it. Manifulate like Macky Avelli until I'm grabbing it.
I feel something creepin' in it up. I feel something creepin' in it up. Child of this town.
Me two times. Shishki is Shishki. I mash it till I get there. Illiduct your state of mind until I get my head planted.
DMD stand up. Baltimore and what? The politics of everything suck. So just man up.
Don't know what to stand for. At least I'm still upright. Even those on the down low can be uptight.
Not me. I'm me. Pause in my hand when I'm spittin' cause my potency stronger than any man's.
And I'm never layin' down. Feet are not in the sand. Only vacations we get are at the bottom of a glass.
Tighten me off a game. Poppin' vodka for a 10. This fifth is like...
Stop it! Don't tell me you just suck and I won't believe it.
Nothing to be proud of. But at least I get it out of me.
How did he kick the doctor out of a lobotomy? Whatever he's got you probably be put inside a bottle.
He's FDA approval and it fixes the economy. Rationality becomes a standard for the economy.
Less bombings than a shot to climb and who's in poverty?
I'm not a man. I'm a man.
I'm a man.
I'm a man.
I'm a man.
I'm a man.
I'm a man.
I'm a man.
I'm a man.
I'm a man.
