Constant hate in this world of pain, keep on moving strong
These thoughts arrive inside my brain and try to do me wrong
You ain’t my friend, punk, don’t get it twisted
Go back to where you belong
Empty bottles and tons of regret, this life I live’s been torn into pieces
Show me your anger, tell me I’m right
Better know my name, punk, we’ll eat you alive
I get high to mask the pain that stares me in my eyes
I cut ties with all my past, time to life my life
The pressure the world keeps giving me, won’t hold me down
What’s beef? That don’t mean shit to me
I hold shit down, mothafucka
You ain’t got what it takes, you wanna bring it shoot ya shot, boy
Shoot ya shot if you think that you got enough
Play it smart, boy, don’t act tough
Step on up if you got what it takes, but if not learn to fight another fuckin day
Good times to be alive when there’s so fucking much great music around.
Golden Age we are in now the digital sample rates has improved greatly and over taken anything analog 44.1 ever made.
Clarity nowadays has opened the stereo field significantly just crisp cleanly placed instrument chords and drum kits are now the standard.
Fucking Beautiful times to be alive. ♥️🤙🏻
Tell Ya Fucking Story Walking…