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They want bars, I gotta prison full Sittin with gems stuck in my head like I was vision Pull another change up on the game like I was pitching to Who ever was listenin, hoping I was gettin through Rearrange ya like a livin room While they kept on talkin bout woulda, shoulda, coulda or how they finna do We just took the job without no interview If we ain't throwing lobs Then you ain't winnin who you jokers think you kiddin fool I'm the shit but I'm not shittin you I been given shoes that prolly fit in the form of lyrical venom too All you rap clowns and all my haters Fuck you right now and fuck you later There's none greater Been comin up like a dumb waiter Imma headshot Thе no brainer for game changer Fuck a club bangеr With a covered in rust hanger With so much anger If life is a bitch then slut shame her I really don't care Ready aim shoot I'm just thinking out loud Letras de cancionesInside of the vocal booth Don't nobody understand This the way I think I do And I'm thinking out loud Inside of the vocal booth We just wanna be heard From state to state To city to city To block to block To curb to curb We just wanna be heard From state to state To city to city To block to block To curb to curb We just wanna be heard They say that success is more than likes, hearts, and a dollar sign People calling they self a plug compared to a power line People trying to connect jugs, bullets and columbine Comparing apples to oranges, trench coats and weak minds They design the world to hate Then they feed us adjacent facts and curved opinions Pretend that shit is straight The kickback blurred vision and hurt feelings of late Kinda hard to keep my head out the game or food off the plate I'm not concerned with the words out they mouths or debts of they faith I'm perturbed that they nodding they head like they can relate Being serious in an attempt to try to communicate To the people me and my brother often consider fake It's a thin line draw in the sand, but life is a beach And every gain of sand is another person that we reach It's a post card, take a picture frame it and hang it Just like it's Mozart mix it with DaVinci and bang it I really don't care Ready aim shoot I'm just thinking out loud Inside of the vocal booth Don't nobody understand This the way I think I do And I'm thinking out loud Inside of the vocal booth We just wanna be heard From state to state To city to city To block to block To curb to curb We just wanna be heard From state to state To city to city To block to block To curb to curb We just wanna be heard This voice doesn't turn down No it doesn't turn down Not for you This voice doesn't turn down No it doesn't turn down Not for you This voice doesn't turn down No it doesn't turn down Not for you This voice doesn't turn down No it doesn't turn down Not for you I don't care Ready aim shoot I'm just thinking out loud Inside of the vocal booth Don't nobody understand This the way I think I do And I'm thinking out loud Inside of the vocal booth We just wanna be heard From state to state To city to city To block to block To curb to curb We just wanna be heard From state to state To city to city To block to block To curb to curb We just wanna be heard From Letras Mania