Voice

Man I just love noise Werent long ago when we had no voice One magazine back then called voice Now they wana try tell me about choice Fuck you choice I might do seek and destroy I do smile and joy Handle all with the grace and poise Keep your toys I do not play im freud Late night catch me fried Way too deep in my mind I'm tired Tell no lies Well I try No ones perfect I just do mine Some people can pretend for careers Man I done this years I'm just not that guy Fly off the handle Nah that's dry Girls might leave but I'm never gona cry I was like eleven and dead in my sight Felons on my side Venom on the mic Lucky seven on the dice Gona die sometime That's relevant advice Older and wise Not that size No exchanging my time like bryce Man I just love noise Werent long ago when we had no voice One magazine back then called voice Now they wana try tell me about choice Fuck you choice Your opinions void I smile and destroy Handle all with the grace and poise Wont get involved for sake of nonsense Nowadays politics has no function Too much conscience Too much chat bullshit in abundance But no heart real in the conference Just financial assumptions We're fresh independent fundings So many zeros on new age punking Everyone's got morals but really everyone's stunting Don't look pretty Tell a bad b suck my Johnson We're at a junction We're at the start of the something And at the end of something Can you feel that crumbling Man I just love noise Werent long ago when we had no voice One magazine back then called voice Now they wana try tell me about choice Fuck you choice Your opinions void I smile and destroy Handle all with the grace and poise Last year they offered 80 thou, ooo wow I turned it down I need more, I need it now Ask me why, I'll break it down That Ian't even a pound for every stone we sold in town For every phone call I took from a payphone my phone rang loud And I linked dots while my soul ran out I need enough to invest in the ends In my pursuit for the best new trends Made right of wrongs Now Im Tryna right those wrongs It's deeper than writing songs I found my voice I made a choice I'ma speak up bun down babylon Bun down babylon Don't do it for the post and caption Me and Jelani two powerful black men Man I just love noise Werent long ago when we had no voice One magazine back then called voice Now they wana try tell me about choice Fuck you choice Your opinions void I smile and destroy Handle all with the grace and poise