Big Youth

I see you want a name You swear you are down Yet for what? I can't say You didn't bother me You preach to your crowd But, don't bother waving your guns Hey, don't bother waving your guns Yeah, better luck next time You don't owe me your take on the roads that I chose In the maze that I solved I don't owe you one thing, it's attention you craved When you climbed here on board These tears run dry These tears run dry I heard you calling me Well, you were loud You were howling constant I'd think you'd wanna leave Well, you're allowed So don't bother waving your guns Yeah, don't bother waving your guns So sorry you were let down You don't owe me your take on the roads that I chose In the maze that I solved I don't owe you one thing or attention you craved When you climbed here on board These tears run dry These tears run dry If it bleeds it leads the whole scene is a scream We're all at war to get a piece, you don't see that shit's bleak Lemme speak This shit is fly, I'm a Khaleesi how I glide, I mean, yeesh You think I think that I'm too good to deny, I agree The fix is in, I have no time to comply with these fiends I'm out here dreaming with the sheep all these swine'll cease Fry 'em in their grease You show them the money, someone gonna show you the gunny Quicker than anyone gonna teach you to do the dougie I came to Earth bloody and battered birth was a mugging You wonder why I keep drugs on me, why the style is so muddy The minute you're living's the instant you get on galactic hit list You know that the city's not granting forgiveness or dying wishes So picture me giving a fractal of shit or asking permission As Bran is my witness, I'm slinging brick upon brick of that slick shit (slick shit...) These tears run dry These tears run dry These tears run dry These tears run dry