All-American self-hatred runs deep
White boys all I see whenever I sleep
Niggas think I think these thoughts on purpose
But I knew 'bout *NSYNC 'fore cash could rule me
All-American self-hatred runs deep
White boys all I see whenever I sleep
Niggas think I think these thoughts on purpose
But I knew 'bout *NSYNC 'fore cash could rule me
Colonized minds by masters and slaves
They both hate niggas that like niggas the same
Homophobic, I tried to gangbang
I tried to get laid, I had to get paid
Hopped off the ship, I land on my feet
In Corpus Christi, I got my own street
Runnin' this shit like it's a track meet
I had to go back home, I seen too many niggas die in a week
Get my dogs black wealth, let 'em live well
What a miracle we dreamed, a million stories to tell
You are now tuned in, baby, to the new classic
New Machine, keep the peace, keep 'em dancing
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party
Please, please
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party
Please, please
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up my party
Please, please (Please, please)
Please, please (Please, please)
[Verse 2: Matt Champion & Joba]
This a jam for your whims and your woes
For the people in the back standing on they tippy-toes
Don't give a damn what the journalist wrote
Always dead inside like they in the catacombs
On the prowl like a lion in his throne
Watchin' for the prey that might slit his throat
It's 'bout time that I let your ass know
Y'all deserve the guillotine even more (Oh, oh)
Kiss my ass, treat my balls like it's mistletoe
Fuck class, get cash by the truckload
Latest album with my dogs, but the city closed
You in for a hell of a ride (Oh, oh)
This a good time, know I'm damn right
Order every single bottle of the best wine
Fuck if I know, need it all though
Dedicate this to my family in Chicago
[Bridge: Kevin Abstract & Joba]
Stay down, I'm sorry
Stay down, you're ugly (Oh, oh)
The people need more of the money
These white people don't love me (Oh, oh)
Stay down, I'm sorry
Stay down, I'm hungry (Oh, oh)
I don't need you to love me
Fuck you, come fuck me
I know
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion]
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party
Please, please
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party
Please, please
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up my party
Please, please (Please, please)
Please, please (Please, please)
[Verse 3: Joba]
What's the issue?
Why you gotta grab that pistol?
Think about who gon' miss you
Never know what I been through
What's the issue?
Why you gotta grab that pistol?
Think about who gon' miss you
Never know what they might do
[Outro: Bearface & Kevin Abstract]
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the p—
Who you really wanna try to step to?
Who you really wanna try to step to?
Ohh, yeah
All-American samomržnje duboka
Belci sve vidim kad god sam spavati
Crnje misli Mislim da su ovi misli o svrsi
Ali ja sam znao 'bout * NSYNC' izražaja gotovine bi me vladati
Kolonizovan umovi majstori i robovi
Obojica su crnje mržnje koji kao crnje isto
Homofobični, pokušao sam da gangbang
Pokušao sam povaliti, morao sam da se plaća
Skočio s broda, sletim na noge
Corpus Christi, ja imam svoju ulicu
Runnin 'ovo sranje kao da je staza susreću
Morao sam da se vratim kući, video sam previše crnje umrijeti za sedam dana
Dobiti svoje pse crna bogatstvo, pustimo ih da žive dobro
Kakvo čudo smo sanjali, milion priča da kažem
Sada ste podešeni, dušo, na nove klasične
Novi Machine, zadrži mir, držati ih ples
[Chorus: Kevin Izvod]
Ne pucajte se stranke
Ne pucajte se stranke
Molim molim
Ne pucajte se stranke
Ne pucajte se stranke
Molim molim
Ne pucajte se stranke
Ne pucajte moju stranku
Molim vas, molim vas (molim vas, molim vas)
Molim vas, molim vas (molim vas, molim vas)
[Verse 2: Matt Champion & Joba]
Ovo je džem za vaše hirove i vaše nevolje
Za ljude u leđa stoji na one Tippy prstiju
Ne zanima me što je novinar napisao
Uvijek mrtav iznutra kao da su u katakombama
Na vreba kao lav u svom tronu
Gledaš za plijen koje bi mogle prerezao vrat
To je bi bilo vrijeme da pustim dupe know
Svi zaslužuju giljotini još više (Oh, oh)
Poljubi me u dupe, tretiraju muda kao da je imela
Jebi klase, dobiti gotovinu koju je kamion
Posljednji album sa svojim psima, ali grad zatvoren
Ste u za pakao od vožnje (Oh, oh)
Ovo je dobro vrijeme, znam da sam u pravu
Naručite svaki bocu najboljeg vina
Jebi ga ako znam, treba mi sve iako
Posvetim svojoj porodici u Chicagu
[Bridge: Kevin Abstract & Joba]
Ostani dole, žao mi je
Ostani dole, ti si ružan (Oh, oh)
Narod je potrebno više novca
Ovi belci me ne voliš (Oh, oh)
Ostani dole, žao mi je
Ostani dole, gladan sam (Oh, oh)
Ne treba da me voliš
Jebi se, doći jebati mene
Znam
[Chorus: Kevin Sažetak i Matt Champion]
Ne pucajte se stranke
Ne pucajte se stranke
Molim molim
Ne pucajte se stranke
Ne pucajte se stranke
Molim molim
Ne pucajte se stranke
Ne pucajte moju stranku
Molim vas, molim vas (molim vas, molim vas)
Molim vas, molim vas (molim vas, molim vas)
[Verse 3: Joba]
U čemu je problem?
Zašto moraš zgrabiti pištolj?
Razmislite o tome koji gon 'Nedostaješ mi
Nikad se ne zna šta sam prošla
U čemu je problem?
Zašto moraš zgrabiti pištolj?
Razmislite o tome koji gon 'Nedostaješ mi
Nikad se ne zna šta bi mogli učiniti
[Outro: Bearface & Kevin Izvod]
Ne pucajte se stranke
Ne pucajte uz P-
Koji stvarno želiš pokušati korak?
Koji stvarno želiš pokušati korak?
Ohh, da