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Weird Friends (We Don’t Even live Here) Songtext
von P.O.S

Weird Friends (We Don’t Even live Here) Songtext

Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick
Take that shit, take no shit
Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick
Take that shit, shake that shit

I ain't like yall
I'm into weird shit
I'm in the back getting weird with my weird friends
Hugging a bass line
Hoping you feel this
And these rhymes ain't tight they are terrorish
And that girl's not white she's an anarchist
And we float like kites through your turbulence


Born with our throats slit
Self stitched
Raised to aim
Over it
Soldier with no king
War with the war on me
I am more than this world lets me
So I be like a beast
Let em bleed
Let me see though the fear man
I don't even live here

Self taught
Wrong
Barrel on no kings y'all come along
We never tryna be the best at some bullshit
Naw let the rest crawl I'ma get out right now

This world's got a whole lot of locked doors
We decided not to live here anymore
Found a way to trade tragic for savage
We insist on a life less average
This world's got a whole lot of locked doors
We decided not to live here anymore
Picked though the norm didn't fit didn't stick to the script didn't care
We don't even live here

We ain't like them
We into weird shit
Me and my peers disappear when the lights hit
roach wag
Same kinda path
Stash no crap tryna gag in your coach bag
For laughs
Something bout your money
Trust no rich folks empty out the tummy on your math
That's how I feel about that
Back to that good old fashion class warfare
Aint enough and the cash got the young punks
Stab any rapper and laugh when he piss blood
So human
All flawed
Found my world tryna test those odds
Best flows chose for the wreck not the rep
When the sets done no ones up next
And no ones upset
And no one holds breath anymore right?

Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick
Explore

This world's got a whole lot of locked doors
We decided not to live here anymore
Found a way to trade tragic for savage
We insist on a life less average
This world's got a whole lot of locked doors
We decided not to live here anymore
Picked though the norm didn't fit didn't stick to the script didn't care
We don't even live here

Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick
Take that shit, take no shit
Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick
Take that shit, shake that shit

Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick
Take that shit, take no shit
Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick
Take that shit, shake that shit

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