Hold up
Let me pull from under
My bed and mattress
All the shit I went through
I was younger
When I had no identity
No cell or number
Didn't know much of the world
Except for food and hunger
What language are they speaking
I was not familiar
Can't interpret what they're saying
I was too dissimilar
I was different but I wasn't wrong
Shouldn't warrant
Shouldn't prompt
All the striking and breaking
Up to the Shakespeare
Feeling like it's do or die
Contemplating suicide
Will they learn their lesson
If I write a letter stating homicide
And my rights have been spat on and shat on
Like a living breathing toilet with no cap on
Give me the blade and I'm bending the law
I'm going for the win, f*ck you and your draw
I'm bagging their bodies
I'm telling their families to better educate
Cause they replicate
Shit going on inside of your homes
I ain't a burglar but this is my zone
So if you don't give them a lesson
I'll give them a good lecture on the f*cking consequences
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes you don't wanna think about it at all
But sometimes
You count the times they made you fall
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes it's alright to move on
But sometimes
You just gotta go and f*ck them over
Many minorities decided to transfer
Out of this shit hole with stupidass instructors
That thought a kid slitting their throat
Is part of the process
Kids will be kids
Let them learn about the hideous humans
And get hit, ridiculed
Pretentious rich kids with their egos fueled
And there were so many moments where
I lost my cool
I was a fool
Cause imitating them means
I follow tools
I sacrificed my emotions
Held the urge for death
And I did it
My appetite's been frozen
Cold bars out of my breath
And I breath it
They criticize what I've woven
They always trying to suppress
And I mean it
My paradise will be chosen
And they won't know my address
But
Buying some gloves, study their habits
Buy an old jacket from a thrift store
Cop it
Always gotta scan for the cameras
Check it
Go behind the target
Grab it and stab it
Got blood on the floor
Blood on the fabric
Bag from the store
And I shove them inside it
Put the bag in the back of the trunk of my ride
And I go make my new alibi
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes you don't wanna think about it at all
But sometimes
You count the times they made you fall
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes it's alright to move on
But sometimes
You just gotta go and f*ck them over
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English
Hold up
Let me pull from under
My bed and mattress
All the shit I went through
I was younger
When I had no identity
No cell or number
Didn't know much of the world
Except for food and hunger
What language are they speaking
I was not familiar
Can't interpret what they're saying
I was too dissimilar
I was different but I wasn't wrong
Shouldn't warrant
Shouldn't prompt
All the striking and breaking
Up to the Shakespeare
Feeling like it's do or die
Contemplating suicide
Will they learn their lesson
If I write a letter stating homicide
And my rights have been spat on and shat on
Like a living breathing toilet with no cap on
Give me the blade and I'm bending the law
I'm going for the win, f*ck you and your draw
I'm bagging their bodies
I'm telling their families to better educate
Cause they replicate
Shit going on inside of your homes
I ain't a burglar but this is my zone
So if you don't give them a lesson
I'll give them a good lecture on the f*cking consequences
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes you don't wanna think about it at all
But sometimes
You count the times they made you fall
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes it's alright to move on
But sometimes
You just gotta go and f*ck them over
Many minorities decided to transfer
Out of this shit hole with stupidass instructors
That thought a kid slitting their throat
Is part of the process
Kids will be kids
Let them learn about the hideous humans
And get hit, ridiculed
Pretentious rich kids with their egos fueled
And there were so many moments where
I lost my cool
I was a fool
Cause imitating them means
I follow tools
I sacrificed my emotions
Held the urge for death
And I did it
My appetite's been frozen
Cold bars out of my breath
And I breath it
They criticize what I've woven
They always trying to suppress
And I mean it
My paradise will be chosen
And they won't know my address
But
Buying some gloves, study their habits
Buy an old jacket from a thrift store
Cop it
Always gotta scan for the cameras
Check it
Go behind the target
Grab it and stab it
Got blood on the floor
Blood on the fabric
Bag from the store
And I shove them inside it
Put the bag in the back of the trunk of my ride
And I go make my new alibi
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes you don't wanna think about it at all
But sometimes
You count the times they made you fall
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes it's alright to move on
But sometimes
You just gotta go and f*ck them over
Let me pull from under
My bed and mattress
All the shit I went through
I was younger
When I had no identity
No cell or number
Didn't know much of the world
Except for food and hunger
What language are they speaking
I was not familiar
Can't interpret what they're saying
I was too dissimilar
I was different but I wasn't wrong
Shouldn't warrant
Shouldn't prompt
All the striking and breaking
Up to the Shakespeare
Feeling like it's do or die
Contemplating suicide
Will they learn their lesson
If I write a letter stating homicide
And my rights have been spat on and shat on
Like a living breathing toilet with no cap on
Give me the blade and I'm bending the law
I'm going for the win, f*ck you and your draw
I'm bagging their bodies
I'm telling their families to better educate
Cause they replicate
Shit going on inside of your homes
I ain't a burglar but this is my zone
So if you don't give them a lesson
I'll give them a good lecture on the f*cking consequences
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes you don't wanna think about it at all
But sometimes
You count the times they made you fall
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes it's alright to move on
But sometimes
You just gotta go and f*ck them over
Many minorities decided to transfer
Out of this shit hole with stupidass instructors
That thought a kid slitting their throat
Is part of the process
Kids will be kids
Let them learn about the hideous humans
And get hit, ridiculed
Pretentious rich kids with their egos fueled
And there were so many moments where
I lost my cool
I was a fool
Cause imitating them means
I follow tools
I sacrificed my emotions
Held the urge for death
And I did it
My appetite's been frozen
Cold bars out of my breath
And I breath it
They criticize what I've woven
They always trying to suppress
And I mean it
My paradise will be chosen
And they won't know my address
But
Buying some gloves, study their habits
Buy an old jacket from a thrift store
Cop it
Always gotta scan for the cameras
Check it
Go behind the target
Grab it and stab it
Got blood on the floor
Blood on the fabric
Bag from the store
And I shove them inside it
Put the bag in the back of the trunk of my ride
And I go make my new alibi
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes you don't wanna think about it at all
But sometimes
You count the times they made you fall
All these bad memories
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
All these bad people
Yeah, just wanna sweep it under
Sometimes it's alright to move on
But sometimes
You just gotta go and f*ck them over
Writer: Jun Park
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid