[Intro: Rav]
(R-A-V, Uh!)
[Verse 1: Rav]
I'm spitting, suckers coughing open up in the brackets
Wack motherfuckers once hoping that I left
I formed EXO, got involved and I evolved myself
"Only 5 motherfuckers?" Yea we dope as hell, huh?
A bunch of broken selves made out of broken cells, smoke 'em well
Homie you don't like us? You can smoke yourselves
Focus, the person to your right makes bogus claims always
The person to your left has hopelessly slow wit
And your parents are both twits
Apparently, this planet's programming is broke, man, and it won't fix
So abandon all your plans and your hopes, kids
And take a chance in expanding your dumb ol' selves
But hey, this city's got your life, don't it?
You don't need the key to the city to break the lock open
So stop coping, start living and stop choking
Start screaming 'till your fucking voicebox broken
I'm not joking, do what you need to do
They might never grant you to the key to the city, dude
But to claim to be 'prisoned by the system isn't true
'Cause, in the end, you're the only one that holds the key to you
And the dream of a life is what you've been sleeping through
You could always seize the day, or simply proceed to drool
You might ask "Why take advice from a young conceited fool?"
I might answer, you don't have to, after all, I'm just a rapper
(R-A-V, Uh!)
[Verse 1: Rav]
I'm spitting, suckers coughing open up in the brackets
Wack motherfuckers once hoping that I left
I formed EXO, got involved and I evolved myself
"Only 5 motherfuckers?" Yea we dope as hell, huh?
A bunch of broken selves made out of broken cells, smoke 'em well
Homie you don't like us? You can smoke yourselves
Focus, the person to your right makes bogus claims always
The person to your left has hopelessly slow wit
And your parents are both twits
Apparently, this planet's programming is broke, man, and it won't fix
So abandon all your plans and your hopes, kids
And take a chance in expanding your dumb ol' selves
But hey, this city's got your life, don't it?
You don't need the key to the city to break the lock open
So stop coping, start living and stop choking
Start screaming 'till your fucking voicebox broken
I'm not joking, do what you need to do
They might never grant you to the key to the city, dude
But to claim to be 'prisoned by the system isn't true
'Cause, in the end, you're the only one that holds the key to you
And the dream of a life is what you've been sleeping through
You could always seize the day, or simply proceed to drool
You might ask "Why take advice from a young conceited fool?"
I might answer, you don't have to, after all, I'm just a rapper
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