As Friends Rust - We On Some Next Level Shit Lyrics
What we've got is an amalgam of spent ideals,an incomprehensible mismatch of spent ideals.Self-congratulatory edicts spit from gold-plated mouths,that will never understand what it means to miss a meal.Don't tell me what I need until you've needed anything.Private-school anarchists with bought trains of thought,donned in T-shirts screaming slogans of wars never fought.And I'm supposed to hide my change?For who and for what?To appease the piss-ants pretending their haves are have-nots?I know what you came out here for.