Sacrifice
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Talking about my people
For a mother fucking century
No one has no sympathy
Does it matter if I bleed
Does it matter if I leave
No we don't have to be
Under their scrutiny
Does it matter if we bleed
Talking about my people
Like we were a symphony
No, we had no harmonies
But we had some bloody knees
It doesn't matter what you say
It doesn't matter what you do
Everything you fucking do
Life is full of a bunch of fools
Get the fuck out of my van
Cus I'm fucking Batman
You don't fit into my plans
I'm the mother fucking man
With a fucking ground plan
That can take a business man
With his fucking pension plan
And sent him back to Pakistan
Just like fucking Tarzan
Who was taken from his land
Just to be a jungle man
Fuck the European man
Throw em into trash cans
Turn em into tin cans
I'm the fucking boogie man
Can't you tell or not
Talking to me, telling me
That I don't fucking work enough
Fuck your face, fuck your mouth
There ain't no other way
In the most respectful way
I don't mean to be this way
But I really had to say
You've been talking shit for days
Don't you try to get out away
By the eastern china bay
I'll call that a foul play
It don't matter what you say
Now let me slow it down
So you can get it, get it now
Understand what I'm saying now
Wrap your head around it now
Fucking stock is going down
Motherfuckers blew it now
Who the fuck will save you now
You incompetent fucking clowns
But you like the market town
Cus you getting rich now
While the rest of us drown
In our fucking debt now
I'll give you a proper noun
You live in a crooked town
Do you think you get it now
Huh
Yeah, Ye-Yeah
Yeah, Ye-Yeah
Yeah
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Depending on my mind
Where I land, where I'm on
Babylon, hexagon, border on, tear upon
Talking about this
Thinking about this
Redefine this, like Adonis
Take a shot and miss
Under the abyss
Reminisce to this
Sip a scotch and kiss
Ignorance is bliss
I guess we never miss
We'll take it down a bit
We ain't no hypocrites
We're only finalists
We only making hits
We're only making bit
Coin
You don't know
You don't know
So shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
I said you don't know
You don't know about pain
You don't know about pain
About sacrifice or about pain
You don't know
You don't know
You don't know
You don't know
So shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
I said shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Bitch
Shut the fuck up
Talking about my people
For a mother fucking century
No one has no sympathy
Does it matter if I bleed
Does it matter if I leave
No we don't have to be
Under their scrutiny
Does it matter if we bleed
Talking about my people
Like we were a symphony
No, we had no harmonies
But we had some bloody knees
It doesn't matter what you say
It doesn't matter what you do
Everything you fucking do
Life is full of a bunch of fools
Get the fuck out of my van
Cus I'm fucking Batman
You don't fit into my plans
I'm the mother fucking man
With a fucking ground plan
That can take a business man
With his fucking pension plan
And sent him back to Pakistan
Just like fucking Tarzan
Who was taken from his land
Just to be a jungle man
Fuck the European man
Throw em into trash cans
Turn em into tin cans
I'm the fucking boogie man
Can't you tell or not
Talking to me, telling me
That I don't fucking work enough
Fuck your face, fuck your mouth
There ain't no other way
In the most respectful way
I don't mean to be this way
But I really had to say
You've been talking shit for days
Don't you try to get out away
By the eastern china bay
I'll call that a foul play
It don't matter what you say
Now let me slow it down
So you can get it, get it now
Understand what I'm saying now
Wrap your head around it now
Fucking stock is going down
Motherfuckers blew it now
Who the fuck will save you now
You incompetent fucking clowns
But you like the market town
Cus you getting rich now
While the rest of us drown
In our fucking debt now
I'll give you a proper noun
You live in a crooked town
Do you think you get it now
Huh
Yeah, Ye-Yeah
Yeah, Ye-Yeah
Yeah
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Depending on my mind
Where I land, where I'm on
Babylon, hexagon, border on, tear upon
Talking about this
Thinking about this
Redefine this, like Adonis
Take a shot and miss
Under the abyss
Reminisce to this
Sip a scotch and kiss
Ignorance is bliss
I guess we never miss
We'll take it down a bit
We ain't no hypocrites
We're only finalists
We only making hits
We're only making bit
Coin
You don't know
You don't know
So shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
I said you don't know
You don't know about pain
You don't know about pain
About sacrifice or about pain
You don't know
You don't know
You don't know
You don't know
So shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
I said shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Bitch
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Writer(s): Leo Cho
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