No religion I ain't frontin' People choosing hate Over loving Why you bothering me I ain't doin' nothing Mind your own business
Freedom for the people Fuck Police Killing innocent children on the streets There's a new body almost every week Makes me sick Fuck
Who's gonna die today I don't know I don't wanna see this shit It's all I know Fuck My mind's corrupt The city's fucked Everywhere I go I get no love Woah
So sick of this It's dangerous Where are kids gonna grow up Grow up fucked up Listening to bullshit Not reading books and shit I don't fuck with that Better wise up Before you get your ass locked up
Something that you're not Something that I was It's something I forgot I think it was love Everyone wants to hate On the color of your skin Who's gonna die today Who's gonna cry today
There's always a price to pay Radio sucks There's nothing good It's all about money and lust I just want truth What happened to the good old days What happened to the good old times When everyone was about that shit Kept it real Who the fuck Likes this shit Anyway
Ain't no love in the city There's kids on the street Begging for money Looking for food to eat Victims of poverty The problem with society Gives me anxiety I wanna fucking freak Nothing's changing What do you think of me You ain't foolin' me Stop lying to me Me, me, me, me, me, meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
