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For all those who wanna analyze me

For all those who wanna analyze me

It starts off in the hips

Move to the lips

For all those who wanna analyze me



My mother committed suicide when I was four or five

I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho

But I'm not sad or sorry



'Cause we be tomorrow

'Cause we be tomorrow

For all those who wanna analyze me

For all those who wanna analyze me



My mother committed suicide when I was four or five

I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho

But I'm not sad or sorry






'Cause we be tomorrow

Next month, next week

I guess I'm weak

I guess I'm weak

But I'm not sad or sorry



'Cause we be tomorrow

Suicide when I was four or five

Mike-O killed by a psycho

Sad or sorry, I be tomorrow

For all those who wanna analyze me



Starts off in the hips

Move to my lips

Starts off in the hips

Move to my lips



Train passes where they prosecute

So be careful where you tread

It's a land mine baby

Don't go losing your head



Just remember our love

So you won't give up

If you remember our love

So you won't give up



Long gone are the proper sleeves

To walk by our side

Long killed are the visionary souls

Now we're walking blind



The lies are meant to hypnotize

And put you in a spell

Wake up you sleepy heads



Release yourselves from hell

You won't give up

You can't give up



They made us drink salt water

Then sell us liberty

Tell me how can you sell somebody

What's supposed to be free

You know the non-contender for the derelict mind



You starved us baby

And you're gonna shine

You starved us baby

And you're gonna shine

You starved us baby



Fuck creation, fuck creation

Fuck creation, there is no relevance with my life

All I mean is how to fight

Producing the goods I'm fit to make sense



Built with more right

Especially a thing, self-defense

A wasted office in my mind

All the time I've been blind



Race an objective difficult at times

Don't know what to do

Name your Baby Namboo

Mine's far and away the rest is up to you



Politicians are destroying

the dreams of the many

One can inform our country

So they don't spend a penny



Less than our future

On some posh adventure

Driving along Concord Lane

They're looking for adventure



Pick out the homes and count the best bids

Pick out the homes and count the best bids

There's only so much to go around

And they took the life



It's not what you're savin'

It's how much you got

Pick out the homes and count the best bids

Hunt the homes and pick out the best bids



You're on his high and you won't give up

Your tongue is torn and you won't give up

Your back is broke and you won't give up

You're all alone but you're so tough



You won't give up, you won't give up

You starved us baby and you cannot shine

You starved us, baby