[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