KNUP

Oi Oi-oi (Huh) If he talking reckless we stomp him in his shit On the concrete breathless, I'm running from a pitbull And if he talking that shit, get a fist full (Huh) American and Soviet missiles Pistol up on my hip I let it rack back nigga This is the America I love I love it, lo-lo, I love it now I love it, lo-lo, the thudding sound Punk is dead because punk is cool now I-I still wanna burn down my school now Punk is cool but the gunk rock not yet I-I hate all of you faggot cops that Are killing all the children Everything is different Nothing is the same now I don't know my name now No one will remember I am just an ember My brother's birthday is in September Nigga wanna fuck with and grow my temper I am just a nigga wanna break your femur I am a Lil Darkie a cracked out lemur Punk ain't punk anymore, at least by definition Throw your junk on the floor Litter 'n' kill the children Read your book like a bitch until you can't read shit Now you smokin' a leaf until you can't breathe Bitch yuh, shut up (Okay) You can't make my fuckin' dick go the fuck up Bitch I feel like I'ma OD 'Cause I'm a punk That boy love talkin' to police Until he get touched I enter hell like "Where's the hair gel?" I feel compelled to kill you fuckers Yo, I can't tell if you really hear dem demons You need help (You need help) If you really wanna die then very well Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi I don't got a problem with you And you don't got a problem with me Until we bleed On the floor for the demon Bleed up and down Around the town And I wanna know what kind of what else Am I gonna encounter being part of a self? Anticipate, these niggas hate And hit it great until you fade And I don't want it to be the last time (Uh) That I see you in a past life And I don't really wanna wait until the end, that's right And I don't really wanna wait until we're friends, that's right Yeah, it don't really begin until the end, that's right Momma, I'm not dying Momma, I'm alive again Momma, I'm defying The odds and I'm flying And I don't really wanna wait until the end, that's right And I don't really wanna wait until we're friends, that's right Yeah, it don't really begin until the end, that's right (Hah) Show me yours you can see mine, see mine Suck my dick in the meantime, meantime I'm knee deep in a feline, be mine If it red make a beeline, beeline for the door He prefer the midget shorter whores I pray for the end of border wars I sleep on a bench, see quarters more I reek of the stench, work four to four Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy (Yuh) Why the fuck do you look like a dumpling (Yuh) I'ma fuck on your face 'til you love me (Oh-okay) I need a monkey bitch with sharp teeth (Yuh) Tryna shoot you in your braces Don't play with me, lil' bitch I don't have no hair to spike up I just got a mic I might stuff with messages Lessening the damage I am so paranoid of everything I manage to fuck it all up He got his balls tucked Pop pop, tranny lover I feel like Danny Glover, Mel Gibson, and Joe Pesci Lethal weapon if he steppin', nigga don't test me If police see it happen, they gon' arrest me I got voices in my head and they all mine nigga What are my choices, am I dead? Nah, you just fine nigga What am I, really just a red line forehead faggot? (Yeah) Caught you lacking Ba-dah-ba-ba-ba-ba Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi