Fuck out the way You, all you shit lame You, I feel no pain, we're not the same, we're in this thing Scrapyard boy, backyard noise, mold in my veins, can't breathe Fuck this world wasn't meant for me On the other way around, either way We, we got what they need to get this bitch movin' You, you see and repeat but still you can't do it That's just reality checkin' back Go back online and go flex them racks The people you swear that would have your back But they the first ones to go ghost when it black I hope you get all this money And realize that this shit is nothing but trouble I hope that I figure out all this shit with time Here we go again, sitting in the alleyway, bitch I'm on a roll again Glass in the street bums, sleepin' on the curb But the so called good, people pass without a word And they say wanna change it You don't wanna change, less it's something that you pay with Say there's a price but you yet to ever pay shit People talk victim but dont ever wanna save shit You, you got what it takes but you'll never do shit You, you see and repeat and still you can't do it