Текст песни: Baby Namboos. Provoked.

For all those who wanna analyze me

For all those who wanna analyze me

It starts off in the hips

Move to the lips

For all those who wanna analyze me

My mother committed suicide when I was four or five

I love mike-o was killed by a psycho

But Im not sad or sorry

cause we be tomorrow

cause we be tomorrow

For all those who wanna analyze me

For all those who wanna analyze me

My mother committed suicide when I was four or five

I love mike-o was killed by a psycho

But Im not sad or sorry

cause we be tomorrow

Next month, next week

I guess Im weak

I guess Im weak

But Im not sad or sorry

cause we be tomorrow

Suicide when I was four or five

Mike-o killed by a psycho

Sad or sorry

I be tomorrow

For all those who wanna analyze me

Starts off in the hips

Move to my lips

Starts off in the hips

Move to my lips

Train passes where they prosecute

So be careful where you tread

Its a land mine baby

Dont go losing your head

Just remember our love

So you wont give up

If you remember our love

So you wont give up

Long gone are the proper sleeves

To walk by our side

Long killed are the visionary souls

Now were walking blind

The lies are meant to hypnotyze

And put you in a spell

Wake up you sleepy heads

Release yourselves from hell

You wont give up

You cant give up

They made us drink salt water

Then sell us liberty

Tell me how can you sell somebody

Whats supposed to be free

You know the non-contender for the derelict mind

You starved us baby

And youre gonna shine

You starved us baby

And youre gonna shine

You starved us baby

Fuck creation

Fuck creation

Fuck creation

There is no relevance with my life

All I mean

Is how to fight

Producing the goods

Im fit to make sense

Built with more right

Especially a thing

Self-defense

A wasted office in my mind

All the time Ive been blind

Race- an objective

Difficult at times

Dont know what to do

Name your baby namboo

Mines far and away

The rest is up to you

Politicians are destroying

The dreams of the many

One can inform our country

So they dont spend a penny

Less than our future

On some posh adventure

Driving along concord lane

Theyre looking for adventure

Pick out the homes and count the best bids

Pick out the homes and count the best bids

Theres only so much to go around

And they took the life

Its not what youre savin

Its how much you got

Pick out the homes and count the best bids

Hunt the homes and pick out the best bids

Youre on his high and you wont give up

Your tongue is torn and you wont give up

Your back is broke and you wont give up

Youre all alone but youre so tough

You wont give up

You wont give up

You starved us baby

And you cannot shine

You starved us baby