歌词

If I was on trial for my thoughts, yeah yeah I'd end up rotting in a box, yeah yeah People out here swinging tryna knock me unconscious Jumping at the chance to kill another guilty conscience So mind your business, mind your business Watch your hands don't take mine with 'em Push my limits, push my limits If you want to find out how a real one hit 'em They been trying to keep me quiet, but I'm about to start a riot They been trying to keep me quiet, but I'm about to start a riot Start a riot, start a riot Everybody in the place start a riot Start a riot Start a riot Everybody in the place start a riot Give me my rights give me freedom Getting blood stains on my shirt just to keep em' Baby it's anarchy in the USA, all this bullshit's triggering me Black cloud on my shoulder Every single day gets a little bit colder When's it gonna rain? No money in the bank, that the feds don't take They been trying to keep me quiet, but I'm about to start a riot They been trying to keep me quiet, but I'm about to start a riot Start a riot Start a riot Everybody in the place start a riot Start a riot Start a riot Everybody in the place start a riot Start a riot Start a riot Everybody in the place start a riot Start a riot Start a riot
Writer(s): David Andrew Pramik, Samuel Anton Tinnesz, Brice Fox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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