Rivals

[Intro] Lotta, lotta time-time, times only end up be-be-be-being Codefendants [Verse 1] Born in a war, take shots until the swarms stop Pace my grave until the horde turns a doorknob Then let 'em step in and see how effortlessly We unleash hellish weaponry upon the heads of any enemy Better be ready for anything, we said it until the ending Never settling for petty trending on and on Got a throat that bleeds all thеse songs Willing to scream to forty kids 'til I'm dead and gonе Haunt every one of these dim-lit nitwits Sun down, wrist slit, strung out, blood drip, drip Split a bitch rapper's lip quick, we living for this shit These little pricks pulling tricks will never fucking win [Verse 2] Yeah, Blood Cousin, I don't love cussin' Sex, drugs, and them thugs bustin' Young punks on twelve, black and whites like a dirty dozen I fuckin' ride on percussion Killin' this shit, appetite for destruction Gun to his chest, actin' like it ain't nothin' Cops showin' out, the fuckin' change is comin' When Punk Hop mix and my people start dumpin', blaow [Chorus] We will never fix everything that we've broken But we keep on hoping This isn't how we die [Verse 3] Still got no patience for fashionista industry rapists Cut a snake tongue out from the mouth of a tastemaker Celebrity puppeteering, everybody so shameless Lost track of the fact that we never rapped to become famous Blaze every rotting, ivory tower to the ground now Fuck your definition of punk, we got ours Fat Mike and D.O.C., OGs with heart Codef 'til we stop, for the love of the pure art [Verse 4] FTP, motherfucker Gang of killers who walk free, motherfucker Bloods and Crips, the whole zip full of rivals Like L.A. Death Squad, they're fucking suicidal Bang for the right, it's all the same fight Same damn cell, we all living in hell Me and my motherfucking boys doing it right Taking the pipe to the pipeline in jail [Verse 5] Dirty concrete, secreting blood stains Reverberated rebar [?] bring out echoes off the storm drains Rain pours upon [?] dreams Can't stand a chance, run up with the cat-biting vagrants Dance and dance and dance in a land where nothing's left Gets in its breath when the cats are wrecked I don't chat back with desire, empty pockets with the ballads I'll be finding all the cover in the park [Verse 6] We all in the same gang Street life combination like a G-thing A billion dollar business like it's cocaine Left in the White House back where the shit came It's like "Nevermind" mixed with some "Maggot Brain" 'Cause they don't wanna see the people integrate But that's the bullshit we should really hate Put it in they face 'til the whole world celebrate [Chorus] We will never fix everything that we've broken But we keep on hoping This isn't how we die