Текст песни Alfredo - Afourteen

(Yea, yuh)
(Yea, yuh)
(Yea)

Blood and money, yeah we searching for the same thing
Bad money, come and come in at the storm drain
Take 30 minutes for a fish and we can eat brains
And why you laughin' at me? We talk in the same way
I brought my knife to a gun fight
Charged at the people with bullets
One day I'm angry and shit then
All day it's all fucking bullshit
Walk 'round all day feelin' useless
No one can tell me no different
Watch yourself, walkin' out
Better keep up your distance
I can't frown when I'm down
Walkin' round with persistence
I can't flee, I can't shoot, I can't aim
And I'll hit this
They made us sing for grace
This flag was forcеd upon our face
This place makes you insane

Chicken noodle alfredo sauce, gon' cook up
You tell the kid to look down, never gonna look up
I can't even pick it out and how we pull up
And even if you help me I'm still gon' be shook up
(Yuh, ay)
They put me as a lookout
Cops come around and I tell them what to put down
Sticks comin' out, bullets flyin' through the court now
I can't even think while I'm duckin' through the bush now
(Uh, yuh)
Started as a baby, cops came in, drug busts on the daily
Parents plead they sick, fuck the Kami
My mind splits, I can't think so straightly (yuh)
Tell me where you're tryin to go for this week (yeah)
In my mind living in doubt because I cannot sleep (yeah)
And you can take me, hate me, please just don't break me down
And I can take it, maybe I need to get outta this town
(Yuh)
I can't even seem to get it out right now
Everyone is lookin' like a clown right now
Had to keep proposing with a frown right now
And I could say what I wanna go say, I bite down
The anger inside me wanna fight right now
Disagree with me, won't give a fuck so you can shut up
These pussies will prolly' saying anything so you can run up
And they don't give a fuck bruh
I better load the gun up, 'for yo ass get done up
Boy, you better listen when she call you in for supper
Fly like the wind in the middle of the summer
Chicken noodle Alfredo sauce get cutup
Like, what up?
You say "What's the point to this test?"
And I say "Fuck that shit, I'll take death"
And I can't close my eyes and just rest anymore
Ride 'round town, late night, penny board
And I can't even think about this shit because I'm bored
I'm freakin' out, they shot me, and they messin' up my board
Yeah I might just take the easy way outside the back door
What the fuck was this plan of attack we on the ad for?
Yeah I'm actin all panicky, passin' out on the black floor
Throw my guts on the canopy, what was all of that for?
I can't even complete this shit, man, I gotta think more
Yeah I'm feelin defeated, walkin' out a liquor store
Fight into a minute
Maybe all this shit that's happening is for a good reason
And if it is?
I can't see anything, I can't see in front of me at all