As time was ticking We were winning And it all was going as planned Politicians stand between the lines of making headlines Street signs saying you're going the wrong way Fading faster now You can try to break us And make us fall apart

So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun Tear it up, tear it up yeah Here we go now, here we go I beat the pussy up like Ying-Yang Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang You

Can you see me my love? Up there above when you were dying I was dying too, look for meaning in song But the meaning was gone 'cause I was crying I'll be there with you Right along with you if the heavens may break I hope for our sake that if they ever

And I don't even know his last name My momma would be so ashamed It started off "hey cutie, where you from?" And then it turned into "oh no! what have I done?" And I don't even know my last name Last night, I got served, a little bit too much of that

Born in this world as it all falls apart We are young But we have heart We are strong We don't belong We will fight or we will fall Till the angels save us all March to the drums of the dammed as we come

No doubt about it that boy's country strong Workin' like hell 'til the dinner bell brings him back home He's up in the mornin' yawnin' with those work boots on Blue collar in his blood, backwoods in his bones Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low Makin

I got my mind on my money nigga from Monday to Monday Thinking about my money go to Church on a Sunday Popped an ecstacy pills xans when I wanna You can't talk to me about that good or bad karma Don't don't really care 'bout you Don't don't wanna hear

(Stoopid rich) Big house on the hill in amongst the trees I got anything you want, anything you need I got fucking champagne, I got weed Cause I'm a mother fucking baller, I'm a lord Got a little baby daughter so I go hard When they see how I'm living

It's just a Choctaw County affair (Choctaw County affair) It's a Choctaw County affair Well, life's been kind of trippy down here in Mississippi Since Cassie O'Grady disappeared And me and my Bob Shaver been in all the newspapers Every day for naught on

Lost Hollywood dreams Up and down Hollywood sunset Up and down Lost angel with an urgent subtle Jaded eyes, and this empty fixation Sweet Hollywood sign, you're my salvation Cokey scenes full of pipe dreams Palm trees and a numb sensation Chasing, uh-huh