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P.O.S - Weird Friends (We Don't Even Live Here) feat. HOUSEMEISTER (youtube.com)
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Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick | Take that shit, take no shit | Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick | Take that shit, shake that shit | I ain't like yall | I'm into weird shit | I'm in the back getting weird with my weird friends | hugging a bass line | hoping you feel this | and these rhymes ain't tight they are terrorish | and that girl's not white she's an anarchist | and we float like kites through your turbulence | born with our throats slit | self stitched | raised to aim over it | soldier with no king | war with the war on me | I am more than this world lets me be | so I be like a beast | let em bleed | let me see thought the fear man | I don't even live here | self taught | wrong | barrel on no kings y'all come along | we never tryna be the best at some bullshit | naw let the rest crawl I'ma get out right now | this world's got a whole lot of locked doors | we decided not to live here anymore | found a way to trade tragic for savage | we insist on a life less average | this world's got a whole lot of locked doors | we decided not to live here anymore | picked though the norm didn't fit didn't stick to the script didn't care | we don't even live here | we ain't like them | we into weird shit | me and my peers disappear when the lights hit | roach wag | same kinda path | stash no crap tryna gag in your coach bag | for laughs | something bout your money | trust no rich folks empty out the tummy on your math | that's how I feel about that | back to that good old fashion class warfare | .. aint enough and the cash got the young punks | stab any rapper and laugh when he piss blood | so human | all flawed | found my world tryna test those odds | best flows chose for the wreck not the rep | when the sets done no ones up next | and no ones upset | and no one holds breath anymore right? | bolt cutter, box cutter, brick | explore