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frank the songman - theylive lyrics

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you don’t want me smoking
but you still want me coping with truth
i won’t be cozy
till you show up expose me

for the lie that i really am
would you keep me on the side for a million
i think about dying and k!lling
and buying and selling i ride with the aliens
top ten fights i’m a militant
copping a mic in my element
tellem ain’t sh+t worth spending it
great now you gotta work
gotta wait again
brushing off dirt
start hating friends

crush em on the first
i came and went
made a big dent
in the pavement
when i bite
gotta vibe with the statement

lemme die for the payment
make you wanna
cry in the late shift
make you wanna hide
the contagion
we’re not in a matrix
we die when the dates switch

still wildin’ for ages
it’s been a while since 8mile
changed us
and i smile when i dial up pages
old days in a haze
when i paint this

po mo anime
and i gotta lay low for the part of me
that’s got me on chokehold hauntin me
like what bout hoes and economy

man get me off dope
and follow me
i’d prolly go dumb
no lobotomy

got a party on the run
but they ain’t calling me
that’s what i call grief
y’all stalling me

freak on a leash
at the end the day
and i peaked at prolly seventh grade
got me in a tweek
got me in a shade
blaming any teacher paving my way

still a little unsure
i whip a spliff out the store
hit a l!ck i got wh0res
spitting sh+t i got bored

trapping out the mountain
lashing out i count ten fold
old heads in the tent is cold
i sold pens i could barely afford

that kush for the hermit
roll it up he turnin
lighter’s up he’s burning
buckle up for the journey

couchlock for the whole week
so weak i’m boolin’
sour shock from the hour clock
i stole beats from the movies

blade runner with the schizo
sold sh+t out the sh+tstore
bit more for the sh+tstorm
late hunter with the quickscope

seven twenty no spreadshot
spreadsheets for the headshot
get blocked joe’s head popped
i let the beats and the feds talk

suck a lemon with the mob talk
pop rocks with the rock salt
c+ckblocks for the onslaught
roasting homies in the hotbox

freddy nietzsche with the dead god
get lost with the head nod
big dog with the red dot
get shot for a ted talk

- frank the songman lyrics

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