Ay papi, Nik apurate No more apologizing for being excellent From now on man, fuck it, I'm just gon' be dope And not apologize for it I'm sorry I'm dope, nigga Rap your mind around it and embrace it, this is a fact of life God, I'm so good Yeah, fuck up

(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Young beast to four green Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap Shit on waisted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

Pain, I can't get enough Pain, I like it rough Pain without love 'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all Rather feel pain (You know, you know, you know, you know) You're sick of feeling numb You're not the only one I'll take you by the hand

You made it You played it Your shit is overrated Worn out and faded The weakness starts to show They've created the generation That we know Washed up and hated The system moves so slow

There is more to life than this We are more than just this flesh We are alive and our time has come For a new awakening I'd rather burn out than fade away I will not live in fear Run the race that will lead to nowhere fast Trapped in the haze of this

I will remain until the day I die The distance apart, the longing in our hearts We keep this path alive, never break the ties I will hold fast The reverberations escape and embrace me to a lonely sleep As thoughts hold on to me With words left unspoken I

Take a little walk in the country with me Come on now Runnin' from the rate race Just as fast as I can Take off my tie so I can breathe Me, I'm going where the fresh air's blowin' Walk in the country with me Watch the sun sinkin' down on the trees

Uxellodunon This is the final resistancel This was the final revolti In desperace hope With tear-dimmed eyes With wrath-torn minds We took up arms one more time Oh the last stand The freedom manifesto

It's my last name I learned how to write it When I first started school Passed down from generations Too far back to trace I can see all my relations When I look into my face May never make it famous But I'll never bring it shame

In a vapor trail, in a vapor trail Swept away like voices in a hurricane Horizon to horizon Memory written on the wind Washed away like footprints in the rain Stratospheric traces of our transitory flight Trails of condensation held In narrow paths of