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

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

Straight out of line I can't find a reason Why I should justify my ways I don't need a reason You don't need to lie to me There's no reason There's no compromise Changing seasons

I'm getting out of love. Sitting here, waiting for, Someone calling at my door, What's the use of changing things, Wonder what tomorrow brings, My Shangri-la has gone away,

Overwhelming power Keep on burning, change There's a river of time Let us worship this god of destruction On nothing we can rely All is gone, belong to the past You should learn by the time Everything changing over and over We're all falling so fast Keep

My main bitch, her name is Keisha Pull out my dick and she swallow I'm from the beast of the Belly Got all this bread like a deli Really ain't shit you can tell me My side bitch, her name is Kianna Hanging with killers and robbers My side bitch, her name

As deep as the knife will go Bleed it dry A life changing transfer of power Every inch of it in you savored Drain you empty Gushing fluids Drain you empty The blade goes in you and it enters smooth Disturbing moans begin to soothe

Broken summer, broken summer To us, back to us Pulling on my sweatshirt, looking at your picture 'Cause that broken summer's hanging over me Drowning in the sunshine, and I spend a long time Thinking, girl, you got the best of me Hopping on a flight,

Yeah you got my back against the wall I said you got me where you want me again And I can't turn away I'm hanging by thread and I'm feelin' like a fool I'm stuck here in-between The shadows of my yesterday I want to get away I need to get away Now you

Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark Hanging on my necklace, this ain't no ski resort Put that thing in park, I'ma let my fit pick you apart Glowing in the dark, pretty young girls on board Running with the marksmen, everything on point