D 2 G

where do we go from here?

all i ask myself

i don't know

how did we get here?

i really ain't no prophet

what are we fighting for?

we'll never ever know

and i'm so afraid 'cause i don't really know

and i'm so ashamed 'cause all this really blows

right now, you're talkin' to yourself

Get The Funk Out!

steppin' into this world to make it my own

got a pocket full of nothin' and some personal loans

someday our faces will be gracin' the pages of rolling stone

you know we're racin' to the studio to record with jerome

i'm sick of these piddly bitches with their radio hits

steadily switchin' up their style thinkin' that they can get rich

i got speakers pumpin' energy, servin' up the melody

here we go, it's ballyhoo!

rockin', rhymin' remedy

oh, there's got to be somethin' better

and all my life right place, wrong time

still think it's beautiful

ready to rock the mic and show these people what's up

but all the lack of funds has got me really thinkin' i'm stuck

and i'm starvin' for the chance to put this scene on the map

and when you look at it, you see that aberdeen is in tact

nobody ever told that it'd be easy, believe me

ain't gonna tease, i know my rappin' is cheesy FO-SHEEZY!

but just say FUCK IT and believe what you do

don't let nobody tell you different if you know it's the truth