Boots and blood To save it all To give it all To end it all I won't waste words on you Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it all I will rain down on you with Think of one word to change the world

All over with, Fuck all the flags, the greed, the world Run for the fence We're coming, we're killing, we're changing I'm killing,every fucking thing Until somebody gets the fucking point, the Point I'm trying to make

Now gimme gimme gimme that groupie love Come gimme gimme gimme that groupie love I've been so many places I've seen so many faces Girl you look like someone that I've done fucked before I've been around the world

You in the club wit some some worldwide thugs Get high get low Thick girls go and shake ya big butt If they don't like it fuck it And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love (now I) And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love Now ma

I usually don't do this, but fuck it You know what? (you know what?) You're like the hardest thing I've ever seen And I'm from the gutter so believe me I've seen some hard things You come from where the black flower grows I wanted to cut you down and

(No chill no chill no) Got no chill tonight People searching for answers While the world's spinning faster They say love is the answer All you see is dollar signs (Dollar signs) You lose your mind, you lose your fucking mind Dollars signs Said fuck this

What about that life Trapped in a world where money controls you Hustle hard or be a piece of shit Watching the tears rolling down your face I'm throwing away diamonds Suck my fuck I'm a bad motherfucker not a fucking role model Fuck church, hit a bong,

I want it, I want it, I want it I want it, you'll give it to me! Don't worry about a thing, fuck the world We just stay in bed all day Daddy got game, daddy brought it From Africa to LA I could be your daddy Make everything okay Shut the fuck up, be a

Two...three...four...I drank all my fuckin' brew and I ain't gots no more... Feeling so damn tired Running on desperate fumes For the end is Always near, now Empty handed It's always soon Psychocise me

(calling your names) Away from the games (fucking head games) The circumstances of a world so cold Away from the name Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) 'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us Away from the space