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chore boy & brad kemp - nowhere lyrics

[verse 1]
preacher in the pulpit wearin payless shoes
i notice when he say less, pews fill up cause people fill the blanks in that sustain they views
like ‘ain’t that true?’
in an age where it is or it isn’t
pick a side, check a box – jew, muslim, or christian
if you woke, you indifferent, and if you already know, never listen
only pause – let em finish, tell em all your position
tell me who you like to f-ck, tell me how you like to f-ck…
i don’t really like to touch tho
you a prude without a tongue in your b-tthole
party time, everything but clothes
hardy boys, cl-toris a mystery
beta males forever clearin out they history
never heard of manners, dandruff shampoo, tans or listerine
trapped in their own arrogance ensnared in their conditioning

[chorus]
you ain’t going nowhere
b-tch you ain’t going nowhere
i could take your house and feel at home there
you ain’t got no prayer
i could take your gun out with a bow & arrow
if we goin there
you ain’t ever even try to know you
so you nowhere

[verse 2]
keep taking shots if you wanna
keep taking shots if you need to
everything beneath you, keep your palm out for a dolla-
but it really need a read through
shorty i could teach you, if you put down the bottle, i might put down the weed too
everybody think they a model, goin under the needle
me too
seven hour sit wit jim little
as my pen scribbles and he make a masterpiece
me & homie wide awake sayin
acab and the feds dastardly
used to think my nightmares terrible
now reality surp-ss my dreams
trap so nice you never ask to leave
as if your -ss could leave

[saxophone solo by dissonant dessert]

- chore boy brad kemp lyrics

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