paroles de chanson Everything's Everything - ¡MAYDAY! , Stevie Stone

This is that lock load get 'em up
Move it out, batter up
Everything's everything, truly I don't give a fuck
No reason to stay here, no reason to vanish
We been underplayed here, I'm leaving again
We let 'em know
We let 'em know
We let 'em know
We let 'em know

Yo! Simple questions, complicated answers
Who's in charge here? who's the slave master?
Who's got their finger on the button of the ghetto blaster?
I'm tired of talking shit, just wanna meet the bastard (ok)
America gon' eat its young (what)
Drive thru, deep fried, bitch that's what you want (that's right)
Like I don't feel them cause they shit don't
Bump
They underestimate that army I been steady raising up
See I just learned
My heroes are a bunch of punks
And this is all theater, to entertain some
So it's designed, just like your picket signs
I hope we don't lose faith before reinforcements arrive
We factory made, damaged goods
Still I had to customize what's under the hood
They won't pay, for the things they should
So we had to occupy the things that they took

This is that lock load get 'em up
Move it out, batter up
Everything's everything, truly I don't give a fuck
No reason to stay here, no reason to vanish
We been underplayed here, I'm leaving again
We let 'em know
We let 'em know
We let 'em know
We let 'em know

We let 'em, know
If you gotta weapon now you should load it (huh)
If you gotta need to live then you show it
If you gotta fam' you love then you hold them close and keep open eyes
For those hoping that you go dosing off in these dangerous times
Trying to reach the soul and these dangerous minds
On the road or break through these ancient lines
Every lame and out who may think they're blind, you'll find
We been on the rise for some time and now it's like
I'm better on each bar (shit)
Then again I never ever get a minute for a little release huh
If Another motherfucker someones gonna eat
And that's the wickedest speech huh (yeah)
You need to reassess it, this time don't over stress it
This is the people's message now
I've been walking on hollowed ground
I've been borrowing every noun
And been talking in to the crowd
It's about to get loud, take 'em down

Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down (hey)

This is that lock load get 'em up
Move it out, batter up
Everything's everything, truly I don't give a fuck
No reason to stay here, no reason to vanish
We been underplayed here, I'm leaving again
We let 'em know
We let 'em know
We let 'em know
We let 'em know

Talking heads, always talking shit
No they don't ever listen to
Any different tune
It's so difficult, to wait for
Talking heads, always talking shit
No they don't ever listen to
Any different tune
It's so difficult, to wait for
Talking heads, always talking shit
No they don't ever listen to
Any different tune
It's so difficult