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Lock​-​picks, Knives, Bricks and Bats

from We Don't Even Live Here (Deluxe Edition) by P.O.S

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I wanna show them all that we can’t be touched | that we too outta hand and we move too much | and we can take all that pressure cause we don’t want nothing at all | except for maybe some more of us | down here tucked tight | just as ready to pound as we are to fight | and we don’t want none of that | we ain’t even lookin at y’all | naw, I’m looking through dirty lenses, | but so happy to be alive | that death thinks I would ruin the vibe | I’m not invited | I’m not crying | callin out crimes | actin in kind | not blindly | just lookin for alignment | we what’s under the bed | the last threads | unrest in the flesh | and restless | can’t choose to stop us | we some bad news maracas | (thinkin) | what’s a law but a leash | can’t lock | got tools to pop those reckless | and just outta your reach | happy underneath | mock fools and rock shows | check list | treat em how they treat | goonish with a newer set of rules and a sharper set of teeth | I’m a lion with the eyes on the meat | try defying any/all | highly motivated y’all | you can hear it in the speech | aight, motherfucker see I was born like this | pissed with a twist | raised in the Midwest | where they hate with a grin | came of age thicker skinned | no contest | bigger smile on my fuck off | didn’t get in to win | cause I don’t respect the game | I got up with all my friends | and picked a repellent name | I constantly recommend a little bit of disdain | a little bit of resistance | theycanhang|Iwasanewjack|tryingtodecidewhereIfit|Igotbusy|Idestroythe walls how I live | yeah, and they ain’t got the balls or the ovaries | to get a fucking grip | so content to let it slip | hell bent | none held in | their story full of holes | some of y’all fell in | how could I possibly offer up anything except dissent? | get on the fucking bus | I’m tryna show them all that we can’t be touched | we too outta hand and we move too much | and we can take all that pressure cause we don’t want nothing at all | except for maybe some more of us | all here tucked tight | just as ready to pound as we are to fight | and we don’t want none of that | and we ain’t even lookin at y’all | there’s a lot of fucking pressure | ain’t no particular road | ain’t no particular mission | only impossible goals | only defy definition | they only temperatures cold | prolly cause they only listen | to everything that they told | we critical kicking | thermometers hot | we don’t stay down | we keep watch | we risk getting caught | better at running | ready or not | it’s all playground | it don’t stop | we risk getting caught | better at running | ready or not | we trying to show them all that we can’t be touched | we too outta hand and we move too much | and we can take all the pressure cause we don’t want nothing at all | except for maybe some more of us | so where you at? | mixed in lock-picks | knives, bricks and bats | and we can take all the pressure | and we ain’t even lookin at y’all

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from We Don't Even Live Here (Deluxe Edition), released October 22, 2012
produced by Lazerbeak

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