SESH
Fucking with Bones so you already know
Take em back home to the roads that I know
Sleep where you sleep and you die where you born
Fuck what you know and fuck what youve been told
Shaved hair running through the snow, boy with the frostbit skull
Now Im back just to tell em once more, the young white mac came back with the flow
Never had money or hometown pride
Every night ride, like tonight we die
Town fucked up so the kids fucked up
Everything cash, from the views to the drugs
Looking at the world only way they know how
Throw away your time til they throw you in the ground
I dont like you, I dont like your friends
I hope you never like me, lets not pretend
Looking at the ones at the so-called top
Looking at us for the so-called props
Try to take sound but you cant take style
Cant replicate nothing that we done, get around
Move up out the way, kill yourself today
I hope you know the money that you makin aint a thing, bitch