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Hawk Spit
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I never really learned how to pipe down Let's start a riot right now Maybe a fire, play for keeps, steal anything that isn’t tied down Please, place your phones, wallets and keys in the bag Lately I just a see a weak scene, I'm meaning to toe tag Then I'm leavin’ the scene fast, can't seem to keep the pace I guess I'm dying young, no money, smile on my face Most days I really mean it, I say they can eat Propane While I flick lit cigarettеs the direction of their brains Bang-A-Rang, show or party, dolo or rolling stag No forgiveness, burn a bridge, a bill, American flag Spent a quarter of my life fighting a quarter tank of gas A quarter for the meter, a quarter bag in the dash A quarter bottle of Maker's, drinking 'til there's a drought And we gon' wake up, headache, asking “What happened, I blacked out?” And I know, survive the cold, keep grinding, and lying low ‘Cause sometimes the only way to win is die slow We just trying to leave a legacy, of f**king up the recipe 'Cause when they know our names, we’ll be resigned to let it be We just trying to leave a legacy, of f**king up the recipe ’Cause when they know our names, we'll be resigned to let it be (Let it be, let it be)
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