Correction Paroles We just wanna be heard par Twiztid

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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
f*ck you right now and f*ck you later
There's none greater
Been comin up like a dumb waiter
Imma headshot
Thе no brainer for game changer
f*ck 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
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

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

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

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