[Verse One P.O.S.] I aint like yall, Im into weird shit Im in the back getting weird with my weird friends Hugging the bass line, Hopin you feel this And these rhymes aint tight, they are terrorish And that girls not white, shes an anarchist And we float like kites through your turbulence Born our throats slit Selfstitched raised to aim over it Soldier with no king War with the war on me I am more than this world lets me be So I be like a beast Let em bleed Let me see through the fear man I dont even live here! Self taught Wrong Barrel on no kings yall come along We never trying to be the best at some bullshit Naw let the rest crawl Imma get out right now [Hook P.O.S.] This worlds got a whole lot of locked doors We decided not to live here anymore Find a way to trade tragic for savage We insist on a life less average This worlds got a whole lot of locked doors We decided not to live here anymore Picked though the norm Didnt fit Didnt stick to the script Didnt care We dont even live here [Verse 2 P.O.S.] We aint like them, we into weird shit Me and my friends disappear when the lights hit Roach wag, same kinda path Stash no crap trying to gag in your Coach bag For laughs, something about your money Trust no rich folks empty out the tummy on your math Thats how I feel about that Back to that good old fashioned 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 trying to 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 [Hook]
weird, anymore, cutter, selfstitched, terrorish