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Bike Racks

 

Bike Racks

(album: Scared Of Heights - 2021)


I never felt like I fit in, like something was missing, no, me, I'm just different
I tried to learn the piano, but felt like my fingers would never just listen
I tried to dribble and shoot, but we lose 'cause I fumble and lack the precision, so
I tried to do good in school, but instead I dropped out when they gave me detention
Tell me what to do, so what he's got bruises?
He call me dirty, and I fight dirty too
Bitch, fight me in the alley, getting rowdy, talking nasty
School didn't want me, so fuck 'em, they can have me
I am proof
Y'all don't need the system, nah the system need you
You don't have to ever do what you don't wanna do
So do drugs and quit school

Meet me at the bike racks, it's like that
I'mma put you down
Meet me at the bike racks, and my friends
Are gonna knock yours out

Born an anomaly, man, I always had a problem
I'm walking calculus, and they only learn geometry
Honestly, so many people try to fix me
But you can't fix you won't understand, so miss me
All the kids who tryna diss me hate me
Seeing the discern now
Put my name around the city, and they know I'll never change
So I hit 'em back and I keep my energy the same

Meet me at the bike racks, it's like that
I'mma put you down
Meet me at the bike racks, and my friends
Are gonna knock yours out

They knocked the books outta my hands, they wrote "ugly" on my locker
I heard Becky called me fat; when I see her, I'mma sock her
You're standing on my lawn, throwing pebbles at my window
"Billy, get out of here, what the heck?"

Meet me at the bike racks, it's like that
I'mma put you down
Meet me at the bike racks, and my friends
Are gonna knock yours out

Meet me at the bike racks, it's like that
Meet me at the bike racks, it's like that
Meet me at the bike racks, it's like that
I'mma burn you down

Cow, cow, cow, cowabunga, bitch

done

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