(No More) Solutions
Fuck ya family
Imma kill the future
Ain't nobody gonna take a child of mine
Everybody wanna weigh the world around em
Ain't nothin you say that can change their minds
Huh?
Some people
Are people
Need a new brighter path
Your people
Not people
We need you in your laps
Come on carry on
Screw your new traditions
We gon shoot a fuckin wrong
Just to make 'em right
Body taggin' preachers
In the name of Jesus
And we ask the Holy Spirit
Help 'em see the light
No public
No cameras
No where to fuckin' look
No teachers
No children
No time for sandy hooks
We're heroes
Your villains
Trying to kill us all
Concealing
Intentions
Behind a trigger wall
It's kinda funny when you see the outcome
Cuz you double down your income
Based on prophecies
Huh?
We make some money
Wearin' out ya welcome
Then we sell it back out
With a price increase
So give us
Our child back
As well as all your land
Or make us
Resort to
Coming in with arms in hand
Ain't gotta bark
It's a dog-eat-dog world ya bitches
Gotta be ready to pick up a fight
We gave you chances
And we offered you money and riches
Just wait until you see how the price climbs
Say goodbye
We gotta run the world
No looking back on your home and run
Huh?
We won't stop until the hall of fame
Where there's good Whitey Fords
We don't Barry Bonds
Nah
Get ready
We're ready
Neville give me your hand
We want to
We need to
Make this land great again
Bang bang
Beat on your drum
That ain't no way to hear it
Power, poison, pride and your instincts
There's nowhere left to go
There's no solutions
Revolutions are in demand
No more confusion
Prosecutions with contraband
Bang bang
Swallow your lies
That ain't no way to take it
Power, disillusion, and cries
That ain't your right to know
There's no solutions
Contributions to fairyland
More executions
Evolutions that never end
They wanna take you home
They wanna pull you back
Well you can run back slow
Or you can crawl back last
It's okay
Gotta lot to consider
Only feeling bitter if you cover your eyes
But that's no surprise
Sunshine
New life
Leave it all behind
Go where you want
Get ahead of your time
Make a little bit of income
Incoming the bite
Make a pretty pair of chromes
Take whatever you like
It's a limited edition
New condition to fight
Fair enough
It's your choice what happens
No matter what
We support your actions
We'll take you back
Take your life in hands and
Come back on back to Pat
And go and watch what happens
Pretty long track
In the internet light
Get your money all back
With the sale of the crypto
They gonna take it all
With the drop off a hat
Mother Mary always said
That we gotta be tip-toe
It ain't your fight
It ain't your right, right?
It ain't your type
It ain't your like, mind?
You're much more wise
You're much bright child
Ain't on their side
Ain't on our side, nah
Dam mother Hubbard
Bam 'nother runner
Sad song
Sad motherfucker
Ran one another
Tack on
Damn Evil way
Neville feel the weight
Rage on
Family bought your fate
Put another
Rat cage on
Stand up for the right production
Stands down for the right to pose
Leave it all if you want to function
Air it out if you want the shoes
Hey Neville
We like you
Won't stand in your way
Bam Johnny
They want you
Validate all their ways
It's all wrong when the families wrong
Get a little bit of chrome
If they feel we on
Simmer down
Get some therapy young, huh?
Sincerity or parody home?
Apparently a rarity
They takin' you home
Give a little bit of charity
They takin' it home
No one gave you time
It's your time to be known
Made another family die
Due to waves of control
Pound over pound
Match the new Brigade
And we'll cut your family down
If they dare invade
So make a careful choice
Where you dare relate or go
Blah blah blah
Till you end the day
And go
Bang bang
Beat on your drum
That ain't no way to hear it
Power, poison, pride and your instincts
There's nowhere left to go
There's no solutions
Revolutions are in demand
No more confusion
Prosecutions with contraband
Bang bang
Swallow your lies
That ain't no way to take it
Power, disillusion, and cries
That ain't your right to know
There's no solutions
Contributions to fairyland
More executions
Evolutions that never end
Imma kill the future
Ain't nobody gonna take a child of mine
Everybody wanna weigh the world around em
Ain't nothin you say that can change their minds
Huh?
Some people
Are people
Need a new brighter path
Your people
Not people
We need you in your laps
Come on carry on
Screw your new traditions
We gon shoot a fuckin wrong
Just to make 'em right
Body taggin' preachers
In the name of Jesus
And we ask the Holy Spirit
Help 'em see the light
No public
No cameras
No where to fuckin' look
No teachers
No children
No time for sandy hooks
We're heroes
Your villains
Trying to kill us all
Concealing
Intentions
Behind a trigger wall
It's kinda funny when you see the outcome
Cuz you double down your income
Based on prophecies
Huh?
We make some money
Wearin' out ya welcome
Then we sell it back out
With a price increase
So give us
Our child back
As well as all your land
Or make us
Resort to
Coming in with arms in hand
Ain't gotta bark
It's a dog-eat-dog world ya bitches
Gotta be ready to pick up a fight
We gave you chances
And we offered you money and riches
Just wait until you see how the price climbs
Say goodbye
We gotta run the world
No looking back on your home and run
Huh?
We won't stop until the hall of fame
Where there's good Whitey Fords
We don't Barry Bonds
Nah
Get ready
We're ready
Neville give me your hand
We want to
We need to
Make this land great again
Bang bang
Beat on your drum
That ain't no way to hear it
Power, poison, pride and your instincts
There's nowhere left to go
There's no solutions
Revolutions are in demand
No more confusion
Prosecutions with contraband
Bang bang
Swallow your lies
That ain't no way to take it
Power, disillusion, and cries
That ain't your right to know
There's no solutions
Contributions to fairyland
More executions
Evolutions that never end
They wanna take you home
They wanna pull you back
Well you can run back slow
Or you can crawl back last
It's okay
Gotta lot to consider
Only feeling bitter if you cover your eyes
But that's no surprise
Sunshine
New life
Leave it all behind
Go where you want
Get ahead of your time
Make a little bit of income
Incoming the bite
Make a pretty pair of chromes
Take whatever you like
It's a limited edition
New condition to fight
Fair enough
It's your choice what happens
No matter what
We support your actions
We'll take you back
Take your life in hands and
Come back on back to Pat
And go and watch what happens
Pretty long track
In the internet light
Get your money all back
With the sale of the crypto
They gonna take it all
With the drop off a hat
Mother Mary always said
That we gotta be tip-toe
It ain't your fight
It ain't your right, right?
It ain't your type
It ain't your like, mind?
You're much more wise
You're much bright child
Ain't on their side
Ain't on our side, nah
Dam mother Hubbard
Bam 'nother runner
Sad song
Sad motherfucker
Ran one another
Tack on
Damn Evil way
Neville feel the weight
Rage on
Family bought your fate
Put another
Rat cage on
Stand up for the right production
Stands down for the right to pose
Leave it all if you want to function
Air it out if you want the shoes
Hey Neville
We like you
Won't stand in your way
Bam Johnny
They want you
Validate all their ways
It's all wrong when the families wrong
Get a little bit of chrome
If they feel we on
Simmer down
Get some therapy young, huh?
Sincerity or parody home?
Apparently a rarity
They takin' you home
Give a little bit of charity
They takin' it home
No one gave you time
It's your time to be known
Made another family die
Due to waves of control
Pound over pound
Match the new Brigade
And we'll cut your family down
If they dare invade
So make a careful choice
Where you dare relate or go
Blah blah blah
Till you end the day
And go
Bang bang
Beat on your drum
That ain't no way to hear it
Power, poison, pride and your instincts
There's nowhere left to go
There's no solutions
Revolutions are in demand
No more confusion
Prosecutions with contraband
Bang bang
Swallow your lies
That ain't no way to take it
Power, disillusion, and cries
That ain't your right to know
There's no solutions
Contributions to fairyland
More executions
Evolutions that never end
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Writer(s): Taylor Wolfe
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