Sour Patch Kids

Verse 1
Use the eyes of the owl
there's as foul batch
the sour patch kids got me out of whack
and out of gas
the hour glass spills as I'm left on the vast sea without a vest
lost my train of thought
my brain can not be bought
trained to trainicle operate with authority
no way hosay
the che in me
revolutionary
to the leaders i am scary
i
pose a threat to those who get to close for comfort
and wont conform
come forward
sworn on my unborn son if there is one more war i will come for me
poor get poor, the rich just get richer
get the jist
you see the big picture?
China's ditched from a shake on the Richter
Mother Earth shrugs and we all get evicted
this some sick shit
slightly twisted
information from our nations capital
capital is all the captain calls for
they just want more (and more)
and more (and more)
and more (and more)
and more (and more)
and more (and more)

Chorus
i don't hear you
take me away
take me away from here
take me away from here
i don't hear you

Hook
can you turn it up just a little bit
can you turn it up just a little bit
can you turn it up just a little bit
can you turn it up
can you turn it up

Verse 2
my people crying, and be dying, they be dining in the islands, drinking wine with their wives like everything is fine
denying that they fightin' for the their lives, every night to survive since the beginning of time
aye-yai-yai
can't believe the evil that feeds off this so called American dream
lies in the seat make all the Americans seem like blood-sucking money hungry fiends
but money doesn't mean
a damn thing to me
i just want to be
i want to be free
but unfortunately a fortune is what you need
cause the fortune 500s run the country
its one company
if your not a company
would you mind grabbing me a cup of tea?
if we go hungry, in our own country
i wonder whats its like living in Hungry
yeah, it isn't funny, but its coming
its about to get ugly
streets turn to a game of rugby

Hook

Chorus

Verse 3
we're buying bubbly and making it rain 100s
is it just me or is that some dumbshit
yo what the fuck
ho hum
(?) thumbshit
lets go
(i know you can think of something)
donate your dollars
raise a dollar
help a mother
save a father
cause poverty is probably our biggest problem
and it ain't gonna stop with Obama
to save the world we must start at the bottom

Chorus


Taal: Engels
Sfeer: Stylish; Freewheeling; Slick; Druggy; Laid-Back/Mellow; Whimsical; Playful; Irreverent; Quirky; Confident; Rebellious; Hedonistic; Rollicking
Thema: Guys Night Out; Partying; TGIF; Drinking
Stijl: Alternative Rap