P.O.S. - Lock-Picks, Knives, Bricks And Bats

I want to show them all that
we can't be touched
That we too out of hand
and we move too much
And we can take
all that pressure
Cause we don't want
nothing at all
Except for maybe some
more of us
Down here tucked tight
Just as ready to pound
as we are ready to fight
And we don't want none of that
We ain't even looking
at y'all nah
I'm looking through dirty lenses
But so happy to be alive
That death thinks
I would ruin the vibe
I'm not invited I'm not crying
Calling out crimes
acting in kind
Not blindly just looking
for alignment
We what's under the bed
the last threads
Unrest in the flesh
and restless
Can't choose to stop us
We some bad news maracas
What's a law but a leash
Can't lock got tools to pop
those reckless
And just out of your reach
happy underneath
Mock fools and rock shows
Checklist treat them
how they treat
Goonish with a newer
set of rules
And a sharper set of teeth
I'm a lion with the eyes
on the meat
Try defying any all highly
motivated y'all
You can hear it in the speech
Aight Motherfucker see
I was born like this
Pissed with a twist
Raised in the Midwest
where they hate with a grin
Came of age thicker skinned
no contest
Bigger smile on my fuck off
Didn't get in to win
cause I don't respect the game
I got up with all my friends
and picked a repellent name
I constantly recommend
a little bit of disdain
A little bit of resistance
they can hang
I was a newjack trying
to decide where I fit
I got busy I destroy
the walls how I live
Yeah and they
ain't got the balls
Or the ovaries to get
a fucking grip
So content to let it slip
hellbent none held in
Their story full of holes
some of y'all fell in
How could I possibly offer up
anything
Except dissent
Get on the fucking bus
I'm trying show them all that
we can't be touched
We too out of hand
and we move too much
And we can take
all that pressure
Cause we don't want
nothing at all
Except for maybe some
more of us
All here tucked tight
Just as ready to pound
as we are ready to fight
And we don't want none of that
And we ain't even looking
at y'all
There's a lot of
fucking pressure
Ain't no particular road
ain't no particular mission
Only impossible goals
only defy definition
They only temperatures cold
Probably cause they
only listen
To everything that they told
We critical kicking
thermometers hot
We don't stay down
we keep watch
We risk getting caught
Better when running
ready or not
It's all playground it don't stop
We risk getting caught
Better at running ready or not

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