I took my time making money, more lessons to flex with
My substitute teacher said I was the best kid, he thought I liked mathematics
I was learning grams to pack packs and Hittin' three on em, I'm John Paxson
Two to three runners to run em, that's max action
Red River Street, in the back, that's where it's happenin
Life would just come at you so fast, I had it mastered
They always sent Chief to go get it, the others matched it
Fair weather friends, in the end, they see the casket
Who you think you playin' with, boy, the biggest bastard
On the road with the shit show, I go the fastest
Grass greener on the other side, the owner patched it
Moral of the story is, the enormousness of all the shit that we could be in
That's just the reflection, the right path to step in
Ring the alarm for all my people who slept in, all my brothers are weapons
They told me life was pain, so I'm numb to that
I tried to change the world, man, I'm done for that
It's headed to hell and it's not comin' back
Just let it burn and we can run it back, till that day burn to sack
They'd probably hate me if I burned the flag
The same hate when they was burnin' blacks
Can't be mad at me for statin' facts
If I could, I would wipe our minds and take it back
We scream, black lives matter, but how fake is that
We spray up houses like we Termineks
Whether a man live or dies, how we determine that
If I don't kill, then I'm not real, what kind of terms are that
Daily life be so savage in urban habitats
And the mentality's worse, cause we don't see the curse
The leaders preach in the streets, while leeches preach in church
Angels staring down at this hell, told me to ink a verse
They said be patient, God asks his prayers based on who needs it first
Cause it's a shit show, and you know how that shit go
Welcome to the shit show
Where everyone will die for, everything they live for
Welcome to the shit show
Where everyone will kill for, everything they die for
Welcome to the shit show
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
Chief C Bone - Shit Show Lyrics
Chief C Bone - Shit Show Lyrics
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I took my time making money, more lessons to flex with
My substitute teacher said I was the best kid, he thought I liked mathematics
I was learning grams to pack packs and Hittin' three on em, I'm John Paxson
Two to three runners to run em, that's max action
Red River Street, in the back, that's where it's happenin
Life would just come at you so fast, I had it mastered
They always sent Chief to go get it, the others matched it
Fair weather friends, in the end, they see the casket
Who you think you playin' with, boy, the biggest bastard
On the road with the shit show, I go the fastest
Grass greener on the other side, the owner patched it
Moral of the story is, the enormousness of all the shit that we could be in
That's just the reflection, the right path to step in
Ring the alarm for all my people who slept in, all my brothers are weapons
They told me life was pain, so I'm numb to that
I tried to change the world, man, I'm done for that
It's headed to hell and it's not comin' back
Just let it burn and we can run it back, till that day burn to sack
They'd probably hate me if I burned the flag
The same hate when they was burnin' blacks
Can't be mad at me for statin' facts
If I could, I would wipe our minds and take it back
We scream, black lives matter, but how fake is that
We spray up houses like we Termineks
Whether a man live or dies, how we determine that
If I don't kill, then I'm not real, what kind of terms are that
Daily life be so savage in urban habitats
And the mentality's worse, cause we don't see the curse
The leaders preach in the streets, while leeches preach in church
Angels staring down at this hell, told me to ink a verse
They said be patient, God asks his prayers based on who needs it first
Cause it's a shit show, and you know how that shit go
Welcome to the shit show
Where everyone will die for, everything they live for
Welcome to the shit show
Where everyone will kill for, everything they die for
Welcome to the shit show
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
My substitute teacher said I was the best kid, he thought I liked mathematics
I was learning grams to pack packs and Hittin' three on em, I'm John Paxson
Two to three runners to run em, that's max action
Red River Street, in the back, that's where it's happenin
Life would just come at you so fast, I had it mastered
They always sent Chief to go get it, the others matched it
Fair weather friends, in the end, they see the casket
Who you think you playin' with, boy, the biggest bastard
On the road with the shit show, I go the fastest
Grass greener on the other side, the owner patched it
Moral of the story is, the enormousness of all the shit that we could be in
That's just the reflection, the right path to step in
Ring the alarm for all my people who slept in, all my brothers are weapons
They told me life was pain, so I'm numb to that
I tried to change the world, man, I'm done for that
It's headed to hell and it's not comin' back
Just let it burn and we can run it back, till that day burn to sack
They'd probably hate me if I burned the flag
The same hate when they was burnin' blacks
Can't be mad at me for statin' facts
If I could, I would wipe our minds and take it back
We scream, black lives matter, but how fake is that
We spray up houses like we Termineks
Whether a man live or dies, how we determine that
If I don't kill, then I'm not real, what kind of terms are that
Daily life be so savage in urban habitats
And the mentality's worse, cause we don't see the curse
The leaders preach in the streets, while leeches preach in church
Angels staring down at this hell, told me to ink a verse
They said be patient, God asks his prayers based on who needs it first
Cause it's a shit show, and you know how that shit go
Welcome to the shit show
Where everyone will die for, everything they live for
Welcome to the shit show
Where everyone will kill for, everything they die for
Welcome to the shit show
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
And you know how this shit go
Writer: Martez Lowery, Chad Cromwell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid