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Big Youth

 

Big Youth

(アルバム: Goodnight, God Bless, I Love U, Delete. - 2023)


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
Yea 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...
Yea 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

These tears run dry
These tears run dry
These tears run dry
These tears run dry

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