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Hands up, hands down Do what I say now, don't disobey now The crowd moves, the crowd boos They don't want me, they want you Yeah, in my shit hair In my shit clothes In my kicks though I'm from a shithole My bitch thick though Myself ripped bro Tell 'em how you really feel 'Cause I'm so for real I don't make deals I can't be bought, huh They cut a check, huh I ran off I don't think I'm cool I don't wanna be My word is gold And my city, what can do for me? (Nothing) I'm not a rat, I don't race Down there y'all run to keep in place I never wanted to be anything SongtexteWe only wanna keep living in our own dream We're living, living like we're dead You're living, living like the sickness in your head I'm only guilty of surviving You're all guilty of playing both sides and Where there are zombies there are rats And where I'm from rats get the ax Big strap, huh I'm known for that, huh (oh) You throw rocks, huh (ooh) You hide hands, huh (yeah) My bitch got a ass like the moon (ooh), heh She keep my pistol in her lap when we cruise They gave me your dream (yup) I laughed (hahaha) They can't control me, huh But they can't give me back I don't play nice (no) To pay rent (never) I own all my shit I don't pay a fucking cent (get fucked) I don't play ball (no) I play spades Whenever I get locked up For making plays When I get out, huh My whole crew there We go fuck hoes And shoot guns, we don't care I'm from the Midwest (yup) Industry ain't make me (no) Not who they want me to be That's why they hate me You want attention (yeah), huh You like places, huh I'm king David, huh I'm here for Satan I'm not a rat, I don't race Down there y'all run to keep in place I never wanted to be anything We only wanna keep living in our own dream We're living, living like we're dead You're living, living like the sickness in your head I'm only guilty of surviving You're all guilty of playing both sides and Where there are zombies there are rats And where I'm from rats get the ax For real, for real, an animal For real, for real, an animal For real, for real, an animal I'm so for real You like the big chain and that big grill And those big wheel automobile But when you get knocked and you get no appeal You think you won't squeal? (I'm so for real) Kids dream about being you in ten years Grown men see me in they nightmares I love the smell of fear, I like the sight of tears Got they Achilles heel (I'm so for real) For real, for real, an animal For real, for real, an animal For real, for real, an animal I'm so for real Hands up, hands down Do what I say now, don't disobey now The crowd moves, the crowd boos They don't want me, they want you I never wanted to be shit We only wanna keep living in our own dream We're living, living like we're dead You're living, living like the sickness in your head I'm only guilty of surviving (I'm guilty) You're all guilty of playing both sides and Where there are zombies there are rats (bitch, bitch) And where I'm from rats get the ax Aus Songtexte Mania