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chris webby - fsu كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: ekoh & chris webby]
we gon’ set the roof on fire just to watch the flames
kick the f_ckin’ door down through the wall and frame
yellin’, “f_ck rules” and we off the chain
but so what? (so what?)
we gon’ f_ck sh_t up
reportin’ live from the f_ck_up hall of fame
hard to believe through it all, how far we came
yellin’, “f_ck rules” and we off the chain
but so what? (so what?)
we gon’ f_ck sh_t up

[verse 1: ekoh & chris webby]
yo, my rhyme pad lookin’ like an anarchist cookbook
troubled youth, pushin’ every b_tton i could push
never been concerned about the money and good looks
now everybody bumpin’ from the ‘burbs to the hood hooked
i rock steady, rap deadly, the shows are hot, sweaty
from the booth to the moshpit, it’s all deadly
you got a dream that you wanted, i did it already
misfit they didn’t get but now they can’t catch me
this for the ones who took the lonliest road
refusin’ to fold and changed to fit themselves in their mold
i always was told, “not everything that glitters is gold”
but that’s because they hold the gold
now we take for our own
and so we infiltrate the system, destroy it and then rebuild
and tell the ones up at the top this the camp they could never k!ll, themselves
from the gutter, we’ve been bonded in blood
and y’all can keep all the love (we gon’ f_ck sh_t up)
[chorus: ekoh & chris webby]
we gon’ set the roof on fire just to watch the flames
kick the f_ckin’ door down through the wall and frame
yellin’, “f_ck rules” and we off the chain
but so what? (so what?)
we gon’ f_ck sh_t up
reportin’ live from the f_ck_up hall of fame
hard to believe through it all, how far we came
yellin’, “f_ck rules” and we off the chain
but so what? (so what?)
we gon’ f_ck sh_t up

[verse 2: chris webby]
i’m a one man wolf pack, lived as an outcast
never understood, i could feel the doubt cast
by the whole class as a kid but i found that
life is all about the bounce back, ain’t a house cat
i’m a feral animal set to snap like a mouse trap
livin’ through a movie while writin’ the f_ckin’ soundtrack
blew up in my city and every city around that
and brought the motherf_ckin’ ruckus anywhere the crowds at
see, this one is for the kids in detention
who they’re tellin’ not to fidget while they sit through a lesson
who gettin’ hasseled and bullied until they live with depression
as fits of aggression are bottlin’ and build with the tension
he’ll never leave an impression
that’s what his teachers would tell him
and gave him medicine but really he just needed direction
and so we channeled it and learned to make his weakness a weapon
and that’s the kid who’s lookin’ at me when i see my reflection
[verse 3: chris webby & ekoh]
so go sick, go nuts
we don’t give no f_cks
we gon’ burn this motherf_cker to the ground, so what?
tear it down, tear it up
make it loud, no guts
no motherf_ckin’ glory when that road gets rough
we gon’ roll through, ride out
no rules, wild out
not the one to mess with, f_ck around and find out
run it up, run the route
run amuck, run ’em out
run ’em f_ckin’ over while they runnin’ at the mouth
i came, i saw, through the flame, through the fog
through the hurricanes and the flood rains i fought
no love, no law, unplugged, all raw
and the ice in my veins is too cold to thaw
outlast, out_live, out_match, out_did
anybody in my way ’cause f_ck ’em we go big
this one’s for the kids, the rogues and misfits
and we came here to f_ck up sh_t

- chris webby

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