We don't shoot em down, we just shoot em up,
like it's gang land, Phillip Seymour Hoffman stuff,
needle in the vein Carly Simon said we vain,
we don't even know those names, we just do em all the same,

snap crack addict, put em on Instagram,
get them follows up, cuz it's the plan, switch the cam,
to recorder, Sochi dirty water,
west Virginian cousin fucking everyone's daughter,
so now you related, but happy belated, uhh,
birthday, wedding, but there's some shit i'm forgetting, such
as the climate and the primates we came from,
the same ones that fling shit at friends, insane lunch,
pack it up and move out, we running airwaves,
blowing out speakers, the preachers give us some fair plays,
it's a fair trade, we spare gays and air raids,
over the Gaza strip, no malls, they stare glazed,
eyes, with no, tears, to cry,
cuz the ducts been taped, and they all gonna die,
even if they wanted to, they'll find a way to punish you,
packed in with a hundred dudes, dressed up in a virgin suit,

We don't shoot em down, we just shoot em up,
like it's gang land, Phillip Seymour Hoffman stuff,
needle in the vein Carly Simon said we vain,
we don't even know those names, we just do em all the same,

Had a thought pattern but then it scattered,
like a puzzle blown away in a frost battle, exhaust, rattled,
shaken, breaking, then taken to a grave,
did the schooling, felt like 12 years a slave, but
no disrespect but check the checks they expecting for rent,
biweekly installments, expect to get spent,
get bent over a bench by Kevin Mench,
and since we had the sense to tense and then clench,
they wont forget, the hours of cowards with asparagus,
soured and showered, unable to care for us,
they shared with us some spiked fruit punch,
at lunch, then went equally separate ways,
they say for days the waves they encountered,
empowered the flowers for animals to devour,
allowing us, to reset our presets,
and deflect the seasons, and reject the reasons,
that we all believed in, relieve them of all of their treason,

We don't shoot em down, we just shoot em up,
like it's gang land, Phillip Seymour Hoffman stuff,
needle in the vein Carly Simon said we vain,
we don't even know those names, we just do em all the same,