The Kickdrums - Machines lyrics

rate me

feat. OnCue

I moved out my momma’s crib

So I could let my honor live

My dreams, you don’t gotta ponder it

It’s a no brainer, can’t afford car payments

Until we hit the lottery

I’m a moderate Kurt Vonnegut who pops a lot of shit

Reads Economist and speaks ebonics, bitch

And my friends think I’m out of it

But see, I’m proud of it, my judgment, I’m clouding it

By default, we default

Never learned nothing so I guess that is me for

Pointing out the only thing the haters say is peace talk

Throw the red sea in my way and watch me walk

Call me crazy and deranged, rap game, jewelry ain’t the same

Tryina make some change, pull money out my ass

Same thing on my brain, rather hang myself …to be your slave

And you wonder why we act wild like they act

Party in a pack, we don’t wanna go home to brag that we black

We wanna act proud, don’t wanna tap out, that’s all

Seen too many on the fast fall

Why you think I’m fucking rap my ass off?

Become alive when that moon turn bright

I could die tonight but not the words I write

And ain’t nobody reading the mind so it’s a fine line

We teed up on there be a ticking time bombs and trying to find the calm before the storm

If you fighting against the norm, that’s the one who spitting this for

Losing my mind, it was dead weight anyway

Thinking it’s about time that I pull my hair away

These thoughts of mine always doing MMA against each other every day, shit

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