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FABRIC Songtext
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FABRIC Songtext

Take it all or leave it


I can′t sleep like I used to
The world will try to tell you who you are before you get to
Explain yourself, your thoughts, your motives and all of your reasons
Two albums every season, what the hell do y'all believe in?
Why the hell do y′all keep reachin'?
In the evenings when I see 'em
I tell myself that love will be the thing to keep us from grievin′
Need somethin′ new to believe in
'Cause these new niggas′ll change on you
I mean they change on you
Why the hell the BBC only write about me
When it comes down to controversy?
What about three CD's in one year with no label?
Then we signed and our story turned into a fuckin′ fable
I was that nigga in a room with no motherfuckin' cable and no table
Now my mom call me whenever she need her car note
Cellphone, whatever bill paid too, y′all niggas losers
You don't understand why I do what I do, so let me do it
Get the hell on, let me do it, get the hell on, let me do it

I don't speak like I used to
I′m thinkin′ of a way to change the world that I move through
I feel like Nikola, what I invent is what I'm true to
I feel for Nikola with these ideas that I grew through
I know that when they see a brilliant mind they′ll just abuse you
It's hard to feel what′s real, some nights I'm scared that I′m delusional
I'm scared I'm more like Nikola than I′d ever collude to
I′m scared of what can happen when ideas will consume you
'Cause there isn′t room for peace I can achieve

You don't understand why I can′t get up and shout
I keep tellin' ya
You don′t understand why I can't get up and shout


Stay rough, get buff, get out, hey, boy
Stay rough, get buff, get out
The monsters swarm 'round with them toys
The monsters swarm ′round with them toys
Hey, boy, stay rough, get buff, get out
Hey, boy, stay rough, get buff, get out
The monsters swarm ′round with them toys
The monsters swarm 'round with them toys

Don′t mind me
I'm just killin′ time (You can pick me to pieces)
But if you've got a lifeline, throw it, throw it
Don′t mind me
I'm just killin' time (You can pick me to pieces)
But if you′ve got a lifeline, throw it, throw it

Why the fuck would you share this shit with these people?
I don′t know these people, I don't know you either, no more
I′m at war with myself
Every time I see this shit, I wanna kill myself
And they comin' for my mother, sendin′ bullets for my head
Think they fallin' in love but I′d rather be dead
Please just leave me alone, I don't wanna be read
Yeah, yeah

You don't understand why I can′t get up and shout
I keep tellin′ ya
You don't understand why I can′t get up and shout
You don't understand why I can′t get up and shout
I keep tellin' ya
You don′t understand why I can't get up and shout
You don't understand why I can′t get up and shout
I keep tellin′ ya
You don't understand why I can′t get up and shout
You don't understand why I can′t get up and shout
I keep tellin' ya
You don′t understand why I can't get up and shout

It's the best years of our lives, motherfucker

You are now about to experience–
These are the best years of our lives
I feel you

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