S.O.S, help us out Looks like we ain't gon' figure it out Lord, come down and help us out Send us an angel, help us out S.O.S, help us out Lookin' all
nigga gettin drugged out! Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* Balla position Regime niggas fuck all'a ya women draped up in linen I spit this fly shit since I was
have my baby? If I worked my hands in wood I wonder would you still love me? I say yes, I would, I'll put you above me That's what I want you to say
I'm tired of looking (It's not in my vision) I'm tired of seeing (Don't wanna see this) I'm tired of hearing (Don't tell me your shit) I'm tired of being
you It's all I can do It's all I can do One too many times, I twisted the gate When I was crazy, I thought you were great I kept my renditions of you
.i.s.c.o D.i.s.c.o D.i.s.c.o D.i.s.c.o she is disco she is disco she is disco she is Ooooo she is Ooooo D.i.s.c.o D.i.s.c.o D.i.s.c.o D.i.s.c.o
be rockin' with my disco. D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O. D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
R O C K in the U.S.A. R O C K in the U.S.A. R O C K in the U.S.A., yeah, yeah Rockin' in the U.S.A. Well they said goodbye to their families Said goodbye
s R.I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special ed, I got special bread It's easy now, please believe me now I dismiss a hoe, bitch leave me now I fuck when I want, I
honest. God FORBID you try to be funny. So, there's nothing more I can say, except that, right now, wherever you are, listening to this, I can guarantee you, I
I don't know what it is but it makes me feel I'm crazy I don't know what it is but it makes reality hazy I don't know what it is but I got the feeling
I am an android My electronic heart is a microchip And the rest of me is more or less plastic I am an android Don't see me as a robot, that's something I
pain 'Cuz I don't want no lip as I slip this microchip in your brain Go 'head, look, I know you're thinkin', "Who's behind me?" "Oh my God it's Water
Russian roulette's the game tonight And there's NO escape, so don't try to run But I'll fill your life with bliss if you're alive once the death wheel
t hate me 'cause I'm fly come on I'm the one bankin' on driveby's, yeah I keep pleasure packed in my clever raps Once I sever the track I'ma live inside
Appreciation of this mediocre nation I've heard the mind is repetition Of empty words without tradition Turned original verbs into submission I smelled this malignerance addiction But I guess I
nine double I need therapy cause my mind struggles I search but all I can find Is trouble With my big eye open when I roll with a flow It's just like
this but more real is this Uninventiveness amaze me, say to thee lyrically Buy from Book-T but my inferial rap sixth sense Speaking to cats i'm bringin
