Hardwired to self-destruct We're so fucked Shit outta luck Self-destruct In the name of desperation In the name of wretched pain In the name of all creation Gone insane

Walk on down When you're shit outta luck There's just one thing to do and that's You gotta walk on down You wonder why you got holes in your shoes You wonder why they got more money than you You wonder why you got nothin' to lose It makes no sense, don't

That was us Yeah, here's to us I got my mail today, Just the kind that miss us A bunch of bills I can't pay, I guess their shit outta luck But there was one from an old friend, Brought back memories Black and white from way back when

Everything's corrupt Everything's fucked up Everything's bout a buck, we shit outta luck Blood used to be thicker than water Now it depends on what kinda water you talkin' about Niggas'll kill they momma over that almighty dollar Yeah, you know me, Super