制作
作曲和作词
Rory De Lara
词曲作者
Ben Althouse
词曲作者
歌词
Running around with a flame
Running around with a flame yuh
But boutta up on this dame
All of these women the same uh
Shinra don't care this game
Shinra's got guns to brain
Blaming myself is a shame
blaming myself is a shame
Duh
Uh
Minds out my times out
I'm moving from down south
My bloods pouring right out
I'm learning these new sounds
Take breaks from these big crowds
Find myself there's two now
Blues clues found
I'm drowned out
Face filled with some drugs now
I'm capped out
That shits for some posers
I'm stronger
I'll show her
Revenge of a loner
My tones up
I don't watch
I should wash my mouth out
I travel around now
Unveil
I'll reveal the tragedy
Shinra's a better me
Said it before
When he takes over I am winning for sure
Don't do relationships these women are whores
She claim that she can't cook
Get up out the door
Wait
Bi polar tendencies
Is what I know
Flowing up outta my conscious
I'm glowing
Uh Shinra that didn't rhyme
Shut up
Flowing up outta my conscious
I can not stop it
Spit fire like I'm a rocket
Jumping right outta the mosh pit
They cannot stop this
Riots all up in the street
All from a fake industry
Life is a lie now it's all cheap
The spread is getting to me
Way to much greed
Greed is a bad way to feed
When can we all just be free
Take that from me
Then I go kick in your teeth
Healing burns third degree
Depression to the high degree
Uh
Tryin to go back in time
Sail the seven seas
You can guarantee
I'll squash fleas
Theirs no one
Built like me
I'm different
I'm with it
You Hear me I'm different
Repetition
Is my best weapon
My mind is a armory
Arming me
thoughts stay consuming me
Come out a better me
Don't discredit me
Wait
I come out
Money money money money all she ever wanted from me
Gunning for me running for me bitch try n take it from me
Hit em with the right hook dude ain't even see it coming
Every morning, wake up with a 5th and I keep it goin
Wake up on stride, yeah I try to take my time
I be sipping on that Johnny she be sipping on the wine
She knows I never gave a fuck she thinking that I'm fine
Even when I'm driving drunk I try to ride the fine line
9 times out of 10 I'll be living like I'm heaven sent
High up on some fucking fent new age heaven sent
Hell bent, hell raiser, hell boy won't repent
I can spend a dollar but I can't save a fucking cent
Go again, gimme another try you won't wanna win
Underdog, I ball all swish never hit the rim
To the fall, fuck em all, bidnih I be on the call
Really raw, truly ripped, travel in off the wall
Can't we all get along, nah lets just rage
Wear an evil smile put a lighter to page
Breaking out the cage in haze do it everyday
And anyway you wanna play we can weigh it on way
Yeah we on the block with yak living on the rock
Throwing rocks like guns cock got two birds in two flocks
I like to the mock the ones who will say that they wanna rock
But we all know they couldn't count the hands on a fucking clock
Stupid ass, who you looking at? I've been cooking that
Run it back, hit you with a book, bring the knowledge back
Learn something don't just burn something cause you heard something
Action been affirmative but only when it means nothing
So what I'm tryna say is don't hit me with no bullshit
I don't pull a front so don't come acting bogus
Don't try a little harder and expect a fucking bonus
If you never was one hundred then I don't fucking want it
Written by: Ben Althouse, Rory De Lara