[Hook] I see these pictures on the wall And the people look upset And they all look full of regret Because they can't escape the frame Well I'm no lame, I'll break it into pieces Show me a system you know I'll beat it Life is like legos, gotta keep building Smash that building, THEN REBUILD IT
[Verse 1] Once the peacoat come off, the pomade come out; The drums get rung out; the words get sung out I'm cold. Rockin' a Snuggie. I'm so bold With a fist in the air, I promise I won't fold I won't' stop either. Trippin' off ether Musta been that boom-bap that knocked him on his keister Or that Bruce Springsteen Reaganomics baby bubba, so you know I'm a fiend I was dreaming bout songs that they didn't even make yet Rip the mic' on my Fisher Price tape deck Check out my melody. I wanna go ape-shit Clappin' to Tracy Chapman in the basement No genres; just a lot of new soul That rhythm nation gave that little dude hope Can't cope. No dope - no ill shit Feelings coming back cause you know we gon' rebuild it
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[Verse 2] We breathe life, dodge pain, and sing loud Egalitarian constructs we kings now We're not pions. The type of shit we on - - is cold shoulder bold. No mold. We stay freon So we're liquid, but still viscous When shit breaks we ain't looking for a quick fix This ain't 8th grade science class, dip-shit Chemistry's organic; can it with the Bisquick We stay hungry; pancakes for handshakes No hang overs. The buzz becomes mandate Rebuild bridges. Send out the pigeons Carry the words. We purge what's divisive And reunite when the lightning strikes No Ben Franks, but that's how you know the price is right We tie keys to kites, and let 'em spark up Dreams become real; congeal like Don Darko
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[Verse 3] They throwing stones like they're running out of ammo We going hard like motherfucking Rambo But no first blood, and no virgins They put the fine print in motherfucking cursive They're tryna trick us, but we're in Comic Sans Lower cased - we don't overstate the common man It's no big deal; it's just music right? Maybe yes, maybe no, maybe use it right? I know I'm trying to. I know you're trying too Find peace, find love, find Bonaroo But it's a contradiction when the hate is felt You should prolly talk shit, and try and take the belt But the belt means shit when you zoom out That top spot might as well be a tomb now You find weakness, turn it into strength Build a foundation to bury all the hate- till we're home And the lights get cut on, we all in as they play the fight song We toast drinks while we right where we wronged In with the good air, bad air be gone But unfiltered we are not stilted Double entendres will be not jilted Cuz' we love the love that we live for Concrete set but yet we still build moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
