P.O.S. - They Can't Come - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse one - P.O.S.] Let 'em look, let 'em look Hey I'm a flash in a class of my own A disaster with thoughts overblown I massacre average crap With a head so advanced I was kicked out of school, never warned Picked out, red flagged as a dirt bag Sick fuck, punk with a rat in his book bag Pig pen with a head full of deal with it Mouth full of fuck that, no concealing it In the burbs where the words don't sting Cause the birds and the boss and cops don't think You could tell who the fink, who the joke, who the link Who's that? and who thinking you a criminal Simply cause your black cause they lack the respect from the get So you act like a maniac Laugh at the way they act Passion is aimed at another map Outta here fast Match to the gas No looks back [Hook] They sleep on us Don't wake 'em up We sneakin' out They sleep on us Don't look back We sneakin' out They sleep on us Don't wake 'em up We sneakin' out Can't find it Can't find us anywhere [Verse two - P.O.S.] Listen Friends in the headphones Fam in the headphones Manage the rest let it bump See the culture is dead wrong Angular headstrong All the way past y'all run Dash with the can for the rush What's the point of a city you can't crush What's the point of a living you don't trust And shit was brought up and sold before we touched So it's easily up hill Till it seize I'mma be be underneath livin' greasily Squeak wheel Sweet deal, stealing to eat's real Got that villin' skin ain't lookin' for cheap thrills On past an I'm Out lastin' 'em I mean to clash with they whole set of standards Looking to smash status I'm outlandish all madness Traveling frantic for answers let's go [Hook] [Verse three - Sims] I read the future in my palms then washed my hands I don't do what it takes anymore I demand Paid for the blade boosted the faith Used to escape on a skateboard slipped off the grip tape Scuffed up skin, gore Saw there was more underneath and that dream for a dollar was so bored You gotta read the scenes Watch the grass in a pasture that's breeding greed They showed their scales, I learned them notes, I played 'em fast Then I was sold down downstream but that didn't feel cold No, that was never my team There's no code to break no need to wait Relay, relate it all culminates in a hush [Hook]
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