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 Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck

We go big or we go back home People looking at us like we're losing it, losing it But, baby, we ain't doing nothing wrong Gonna be up all night, chasing the sunrise Like we're wild and young, baby, kids on the run Gonna party like we just turned twenty

I met you at a bus stop, told me your name Not now, not back then And all we'll ever be is 2 2 kids (2 kids) Making our way through this great, big city 2 2 kids (2 kids) Watching the lights 'cause they look so pretty I never would've guessed we'd end up

The kids are back So just remember the Oh, watch out We walk the streets In tattered armies We got the lion in our heart We're not lookin' for trouble Just for some fun But we're all ready if you wanna' start

I don't want the life you live (I'm not) All the things they said around me (like you) I'm not like you I don't want to die in this (I'm not) I don't want no fucking kids (like you) I just want some happiness To live a normal life again (ah) Slip right

La-la, how the life goes on Ob la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra Ob-la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra In a couple of years they have built A home sweet home With a couple of kids running in the yard Of Desmond and Molly Jones Happy ever after in the

B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets She's got electric boots a mohair suit Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful You know I read it in a magazine, oh Hey kids, shake it loose together The spotlight's hitting something that's been known to change the weather

And just like dust we settle in this town Brothers hooked on Mary Jane We get bored so we get married And it ain't slowin' down, this merry go 'round Mary Mary quite contrary If you ain't got two kids by 21, You're probably gonna die alone At least

Okay, 1-2-3, yeah, I just popped a bean Okay, 4-5-6, yeah, eight hoes on my dick Niggas salty and they hatin' 'cause Lil Purpp is young and rich And my girl got a girl but her tongue got my kids I just jumped up in that Jag, we smoke Woods, not no Zigs

I see death around the corner (When we were kids, belonging felt good) (But having respect, that feels even better) I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground I want to got there in the middle of the night I wanna piss on his head Why