I used to think the sky was made of blue flowers cause Used to have to stir the Kool-Aid for hours blood These white lines rule the world, that’s a power drug Same way the government blew the towers up Guess that’s what I get for livin’ in America Where we’re just trying to write the story for our character Trying to fuck a French model on a terrace but They don’t let American werewolves in Paris bruh These people tellin’ me I sound like the old Ye’ See I don’t even change the pace on a slow day I’m two seconds away from going OJ Momma said I need to call my ex dis-o-bey Somebody gonna get that and lose they mind The police need rap music to boost they crime They pull you over for a light, violate your rights But niggas don’t ask shit they just do their time
Who you gon’ be when the world gets fried Listen to your friend, it’s the voice inside If you lose me where the hell you gonna go Take somebody’s life who the hell gonna know Who you gon be when the world gets fried Listen to your friend, it’s the voice inside If you lose me where the hell you gonna go Take somebody’s life who the hell gonna know
You choose: live or die Politicians gettin’ high on they own supply We the truest truest, it’s the U.S., U.S The land where American dreams go to die I’m on some Dreymond shit, no Tayshaun Prince Killin’ beats every night, graveyard shift Played the nice guy in the past and they tried to use me Had to switch the game up and go Bonaduce Niggas sleepin’ on the kid, who’s supplying the roofies, huh Young Max ain’t got time for goofies, huh Groups and groups and groups of groupies can’t Ease the pain that’s running through me Just a whole bunch of zombies like Call of Duty How you toonin’ when the world is loony How you shine when the times is gloomy, huh You don’t like being judged then sue me, woah
Who you gon’ be when the world gets fried Listen to your friend, it’s the voice inside If you lose me where the hell you gonna go Take somebodies life who the hell gonna know You know where we been, face down in the mud Keep it real we’ve always like the taste of blood So when you done being nice, and things go South Keep in mind, always time to let the demons out
Let the demons out (Let the demons out)
I can’t lie my mind is lost in time, can you help me find it I’m just being honest I can’t lie my mind is lost in time, can you help me find it I’m just being honest It’s like I can’t sit still up in my seat I’m like a brand new person every week Way too busy splitting personalities Maybe I can find the answers in my sleep