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Spitfall - Pain of Salvation
We saw you every day with your hands
On your crotch and so much to say
You went from bouncing toy cars with golden motors to neon striped bmws
And a court of drugged up nodders and quoters
Name f**king fame on all photos
All cheered on and applauded by even richer promoters
Now when you're a star
When you've reached this far and the world really knows who you are really
You show off your six black Mercedeses and drink cristal like they all do
And the poor outside your gates appall you
And the only hood you see is the one on your car
Do you even know who you are
Bro I don't think so
I mean Mercedes man what a stiff old dull fart's republican sh*t car
Sick of hearing you preach to the poor like before
Only now you're a coward only letting TV through your door
Getting older take a bow and just go
The rage on the stage getting colder like your hits on the chart
But then the talk shows can still get you hard
Doing' rhymes on your prime time fistfights
And spittin' grime in the limelight like a star gets a chip off your shoulder
A boulder that rolls and rolls over and over and over
There's nothing like a broken childhood
There's nothing like a broken home
There's nothing like a tale from your hood
There's nothing like a record of restriction orders
Outspoken borderline disorders a violent long way to the top
The longer that you fought yourself up the longer the pitfall
You're so f**king lost that with all of the costs you still don't see
That in reality the one thing you fail to buy yourself is a personality
You're trapped in a mould of the rap you sell but you're sold
I mean can't believe that you're paying all
That gold to some home decorator that hands you buckets of conformity
Seems you're losing your way together with your policy man
Ending up with a new definition of poverty it's a joke
Like those you make in every video to reach the kids with the dough
With every copied aha yo and worn out bro
Guess what we need is yet another clown
Who can feed our breed with another look and hooker hook
Now when b**ch is mundane you take the lead with wassup ho
And let TV blur your mouth once more
Just what we need in every store
Thus quote the craving forever more
You're so right a shiny knight on a white steed truly a hero
Yeah right
F**k you f**k you right down to the core
You know what you're just another parental advisory bore
There's nothing like a broken childhood
There's nothing like a broken home
There's nothing like a tale from your hood
There's nothing like a record of restriction orders
Outspoken borderline disorders a violent long way to the top
The longer that you fought yourself up the longer the pitfall
When the longer the pitfall
When you're rappin' your sh*t y'all
Yo
I guess when you're that loaded you'd better empty
The barrel every chance you get is that so
Empty your word and pose magazine in magazine after magazine
Let every shot go let the sh*t flow
'Cause the show must go on and on and on you're it bro
But it's sad to know when your star implodes
All that sh*t hits the fans just like your words back when you shone
But it's getting late in the game
Trapped in repeating your name again and again like you're scared we'll forget it
Can't blame you apart from that name you're all embarrassingly the same
It's so lame can't you get it
And perhaps you are right in that fear
More sane than you appear in your self deploring c obsessive KOKS delirium
But I say to me you just redefine the old Romans' Vomatorium
There's nothing like a broken childhood
There's nothing like a broken home
There's nothing like a tale from your hood
There's nothing like a record of restriction orders
Outspoken borderline disorders a violent long way to the top
The longer that you claim that you have fought yourself up
The longer the spitfall
The longer the spitfall
You're a man of the masses took all the classes
Their asses are yours
All those bores who are paying the bills for your palace uphills
And your pills that will help you proceed in your greed
You are free of the chains that you need on your fans to adore
To kneel down before you more precious to you than your brains and your hands
They live for you
If you could just see this old tree this patriarchic hierarchy
Up where you want to be you need miles of roots to lick your boots
Don't you see
You're a man of the masses you need all those asses
Their fate to relate to the one that you were
Do you know who you are who are you
Not the one in your words that they buy
They concur that you conquer though a natural flunked
And you need them to stay not to fly
To obey like the dogs that they are the cogs under
The hood of your Mercedes car
They will pay for your trip to the stiff upper lip
You're a man of the masses your trip is a journey through classes
You are high they are low and you need it to be so
See without them you'd be nothing more than before
And you know that's not much
It's just or unjust such just a sad little man
With his hand on his crotch
There's nothing like a broken childhood
There's nothing like a broken home
There's nothing like a tale from your hood
There's nothing like a record of restriction orders
Outspoken borderline disorders a violent long way to the top
The longer that you fought yourself up the longer the pitfall
The longer the spit falls
The longer the spit falls
The longer the spit falls
The longer the spit falls
The longer the spit falls
The longer the spit falls
The longer the spit falls
When you're rappin' your sh*t y'all
You're just another parental advisory sticker surfing beach boy
Yo
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