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Tom MacDonald - "Riot"
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Performer
Nova Paholek
Nova Paholek
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Songwriter
Nova Paholek
Nova Paholek
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Lyrics

Even if I never made a dollar again, I'm blessed Never stop giving 'em bops, white 'Pac in the flesh, oh yes Shovel rocks on my coffin, call the cops if I'm dead, no stress Hundred thousand fans coming to cut off your head, slow death Most illest singer, both middle fingers, throw 'em in the air I don't care 'til I'm a ghost, or I'm crippled I ain't gon' chill, homie, sit down I am still the biggest, who the bitch now? I am independent, you are bitter and pathetic When it's up, then it's up, then it's up, come and get down Everywhere I go's a riot, people crying Everywhere you go is silent, why so quiet? I show up, and it's a riot, they excited And where you go ain't nothing like it, why so quiet? Even if I never made a dollar again, I'm blessed Never stop giving 'em bops, white 'Pac in the flesh, oh yes 'Til I'm dead, I swear to God, I'll do it my way Grinding out my life, now every day is Friday Independent legend, unheard of at my age Middle finger flipping, got scribbles on my face I will not go mainstream, dawg, you know I hate pop I'll be screaming, "Fuck the industry!", until my veins pop That's a fake watch, your whole gang opps, ain't the same, stop No one knows your name, that's why you always gotta name-drop Most illest singer, both middle fingers, throw 'em in the air I don't care 'til I'm a ghost, or I'm crippled I ain't gon' chill, homie, what now? I am still the biggest, sit the fuck down I am on the independent Mount Rushmore You're a fucking nobody, a legit clown Everywhere I go's a riot, people crying Everywhere you go is silent, why so quiet? I show up, and it's a riot, they excited And where you go ain't nothing like it, why so quiet? I only do dope shit, so sick, homie, why you capping? I'm a popstar, rockstar, you a never-has-been I do big things, wrist bling, you don't want this action Put you six feet deep, that's a underground rapper Everywhere I go's a riot, people crying Everywhere you go is silent, why so quiet? I show up, and it's a riot, they excited And where you go ain't nothing like it, why so quiet?
Writer(s): Thomas Macdonald, Nova Paholek Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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