They put their trust in us They're gonna be like us Sunday morning, I heard the preacher say Thou shall not kill I don't wanna hear nothing else about killing And that it's God's will 'Cause our children are watching us So let's learn from our history

This is the sound beating of my loves Left alone, left alone, left alone Breathe out out sorrow Breathe in sorrow Gonna watch watch you fake it now Will I freak can I calm down And I take it all at a loss Gonna find them peace in loss Holding by the knees and vow

Clap your hands now Liquid spirit And fill your water tank Go ‘head and clap your hands now Un re-route the rivers Let the dammed water be There’s some people down the way that’s thirsty Watch Watch what happens when the people catch wind Dip down and take a

Smoking out out, pouring up, keep that lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the mall If he up, watch watch him fall, I can't fuck with y'all (Pussy ass ho niggas) I can't fuck with

Pretty girls drinkin' tall boys Watchin' pretty girls drinkin' tall boys Swingin' their hips to a country song Silver cans up in the air Ain't nothin' like gettin' right Chasing a buzz with a cold Bud Light 'Bout pretty girls drinkin' There ain't much to

Can't get with me, now I'm grown Grown now, grown now Don't you know that I'm grown now, grown now Don't you know that I can hold my own, boy you missed the boat I'm sitting back baby watching you burn 'Cause what you think ain't my concern About time

I'll shit on you! I'll shit on you I'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da I will shit on you I don't care who you are I don't give a fuck about you or your car Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch watch Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck

Your tail lights fading in to the night Screaming your name In the pouring down rain Watching you leave us behind So I don't go out out on the town All the whiskey I had I poured out out And that's where I go when I drink Standing at the end of the drive My

I'm okay with who I, who I am today Wanna live freely, why isn't it so easy? I should read a book, but I keep watching this TV And I know this lifestyle doesn't really feed me I just tune out out to the voice inside that's speaking All my little problems

Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing what the world is about Watching some good friends screaming Pressure on people, people on streets People on streets This is our last dance Mmm num ba de Dum bum ba be Doo buh dum ba beh beh