My city is shitty there is no excuse Copious amounts of neglect, trash, and drug abuse Panhandlers out to play upon your guilt But how certain can you be of their cardboard, anecdotal lies
*We're the meth capital of the world Panhandlers and pot-holes a galore Highways and strip-malls: What a bore
You know the ol' sayin' "You can't polish a turd," But that don't stop the city from Gentrifying lower-socioeconomic neighborhoods It used to make me laugh, but now I get mad when I have to see A world absurd in which the rich keep getting richer And the poor keep growing poor
If it weren't for the friends I've made in this shitty city I'd put a bullet in my brain Why anyone would wanna live in this shitty city God only fucking knows
Ain't no shame in sayin' my city's shitty The golden shackles tend to be your employment or your family But don't you dare get stuck in this fucking state When all's you's gots to do is drive yourself to a much better placeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
