[Intro]
I'm shinning n***a
Swisha slang
I'm shinning n***a
Swisha slang
The town is ours
Swisha slang
We own the night
Swisha slang
[Verse 1]
These kids got / new scars / new scars / new scars
And they never too old to get waisted / at the park / at the park
Bus ride home light dark / light dark / light dark / light dark
Thats the sound of the street lights hitting this streetcar
Conversations while we grab another drink from the corner store
Have i been in love i was never sure
Walking home talking girls that we had before
Going back and back and forth like its 94
My n***a say theres more to worry bout you don't know
My own family dont believe in the flow
Its omo till i go back home
My whole lifes been the Truman show
[Pre Chorus]
The town is ours
Swisha slang
We own the night
Swisha slang
[Chorus]
Your a rebel / from the waist down
The taste of metal / all on my face now
You should run and tell somebody
I can't love at all
Guess it took somebody
To teach me i can't love at all
[Verse 2]
Thick skin but its cashmere season
All the dresses in niemens won't buy her freedom
Can you remember who you where / before they told you who to be
Nothing that you do is for you / everything i do is for me
It's not that / theres too many out there
It's just that / theres too many like you
She's a man-eater / got older man taking care of her / but i still pied piper
So i can't love / won't be just another n***a to her / even if i like her
[Chorus]
Your a rebel / from the waist down
The taste of metal / all on my face now
You should run and tell somebody
I can't love at all
Guess it took somebody
To teach me i can't love at all
[Verse 3]
A little weed bring more better blues / i don't need more i don't need more
I smoke half the blunt / just a lil thang / a spike lee joint a spike lee joint
Against the wind wonder why you never heard of jay
Cause they keep me in the dark like colonel slade
Made it happen on my own now they better pay
Join the best fucking crew like im murder mass
Wolf lord from a dogtown / jah knows i raise the bar now
Waste youths can't par now / no me and waste youths don't par now
Keep a hundred feet from the car now
Ain't about to let my fucking guard down
No not now / not now not now
[Chorus]
Your a rebel / from the waist down
The taste of metal / all on my face now
You should run and tell somebody
I can't love at all
Guess it took somebody
To teach me i can't love at all