歌曲 | Out Of Category |
歌手 | P.O.S. |
专辑 | Never Better |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : POS |
[00:08.00] | @ @ |
[00:11.00] | |
[00:12.06] | He never liked classes/ he was always a social cat/ |
[00:15.39] | The cutest kittens forever where he at/ |
[00:17.44] | The rudest men held positions at the flat/ |
[00:19.43] | Momma loved him/ but momma wanna man to help assist with this boy/ |
[00:22.43] | This boy this swing and a miss/ |
[00:24.14] | Bright eyed beautiful lips plumped with lies/ |
[00:26.20] | Ma stumped and crying/ but he dont ever ask why/ |
[00:28.69] | Just kisses ma goodbye/ zips his jacket up and goodnight/ |
[00:31.83] | Skateboard or bike/ (like peace)/ |
[00:32.96] | Im out of category x4 |
[00:37.25] | (you know why)/ |
[00:38.11] | Cause he dislike the strife so avoids it/ |
[00:40.01] | Dont trust teachers/ cause they dont trust him/ |
[00:41.53] | Dont trust motives/ so he dont trust friends/ |
[00:44.30] | He cant tell if most other people cold/ or just dont trust black skin/ |
[00:47.06] | Displaced the race card shuffled/ |
[00:49.80] | The spade ace into a place/ where cards stayed blank/ |
[00:52.35] | And not to say without a face/ more like a lack of color/ |
[00:55.01] | Not really to certain how to go about a brother/ |
[00:57.16] | It wasnt always like that though/ |
[00:58.99] | But momma moved him out the gutter to the curb/ |
[01:01.09] | so he wouldnt wash away/ |
[01:02.41] | He didnt seem to get that though/ |
[01:04.01] | and momma wasnt really pullin in that butter |
[01:05.99] | So his bread came another way/ and he couldnt have nice things/ |
[01:08.47] | **** em he didnt even want em/ |
[01:10.89] | if he needed em he found a way to got em/ |
[01:12.47] | Since everybody doubt em/ he happily obliged to bide his time/ |
[01:14.91] | And find his little piece of peace/ at the bottom/ like **** yall |
[01:17.41] | Im out of category x8 |
[01:27.48] | He build his self-esteem up off some tricks/ |
[01:29.22] | Cause even when he matched as far as skin with kids it seemed they didnt mix/ |
[01:32.51] | (And) there seemed to be disdain from the kids that clashed colors with him/ |
[01:34.99] | Rebel yelling girls trying to make they daddy pissed/ |
[01:37.48] | So aint nobody on his buddy list/ |
[01:39.55] | Cause they would probably give him business/ |
[01:41.16] | about the shitty sweater he lives in/ |
[01:42.51] | So he surrounds himself with hope to touch a throne/ |
[01:44.96] | And other people feeling all alone/ |
[01:46.46] | Hold your heart/ |
[01:47.84] | Im out of category x4 |
[01:52.11] | He found punk rock the first time that/ |
[01:54.44] | He rode either the nine or eleven bus line it slips the mind/ |
[01:56.79] | But they way they didnt need to fit in/ |
[01:58.93] | He asked if he could pull the bell and said/ mom I wanna be like them/ |
[02:02.17] | Found his kin/ brothers at school thinking he trying to/ rewrite skin/ |
[02:05.04] | Other are fools never seem some/ shit like him/ |
[02:07.31] | So far hes been a bitter boy/ |
[02:09.23] | Living like litter no choice no quieter so cue the noise/ |
[02:12.01] | Aint nothing like a/ Mohawk/ to show off/ your **** off/ |
[02:14.50] | And kick off/ the Reeboks/ for boots/ |
[02:16.05] | To keep the block off you/ |
[02:16.85] | But he could/ see how/ the re-route/ of style/ |
[02:19.60] | made the eye brows raise, (but)/ |
[02:20.89] | Not for nothing wasnt changing you/ |
[02:22.41] | Hed seen his daddy with a pipe/ too young to understand/ |
[02:24.98] | Life aint coming from this man holding hands/ with him/ |
[02:27.54] | He probably didnt meant to hit him/ |
[02:28.85] | he probably didnt even mean to plant his seed/ |
[02:31.29] | Is my picture in his wallet with him?/ hes thinking probably not/ |
[02:34.46] | And even so its probably rolled up with some coke in it/ |
[02:36.92] | Old and out of focus so nope/ the road they chose was not his/ |
[02:39.71] | Nobody will ever be like him/ hold your heart |
[02:42.06] | Im out of category x 12 |
[03:03.77] |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : POS |
[00:08.00] | |
[00:11.00] | |
[00:12.06] | He never liked classes he was always a social cat |
[00:15.39] | The cutest kittens forever where he at |
[00:17.44] | The rudest men held positions at the flat |
[00:19.43] | Momma loved him but momma wanna man to help assist with this boy |
[00:22.43] | This boy this swing and a miss |
[00:24.14] | Bright eyed beautiful lips plumped with lies |
[00:26.20] | Ma stumped and crying but he dont ever ask why |
[00:28.69] | Just kisses ma goodbye zips his jacket up and goodnight |
[00:31.83] | Skateboard or bike like peace |
[00:32.96] | Im out of category x4 |
[00:37.25] | you know why |
[00:38.11] | Cause he dislike the strife so avoids it |
[00:40.01] | Dont trust teachers cause they dont trust him |
[00:41.53] | Dont trust motives so he dont trust friends |
[00:44.30] | He cant tell if most other people cold or just dont trust black skin |
[00:47.06] | Displaced the race card shuffled |
[00:49.80] | The spade ace into a place where cards stayed blank |
[00:52.35] | And not to say without a face more like a lack of color |
[00:55.01] | Not really to certain how to go about a brother |
[00:57.16] | It wasnt always like that though |
[00:58.99] | But momma moved him out the gutter to the curb |
[01:01.09] | so he wouldnt wash away |
[01:02.41] | He didnt seem to get that though |
[01:04.01] | and momma wasnt really pullin in that butter |
[01:05.99] | So his bread came another way and he couldnt have nice things |
[01:08.47] | em he didnt even want em |
[01:10.89] | if he needed em he found a way to got em |
[01:12.47] | Since everybody doubt em he happily obliged to bide his time |
[01:14.91] | And find his little piece of peace at the bottom like yall |
[01:17.41] | Im out of category x8 |
[01:27.48] | He build his selfesteem up off some tricks |
[01:29.22] | Cause even when he matched as far as skin with kids it seemed they didnt mix |
[01:32.51] | And there seemed to be disdain from the kids that clashed colors with him |
[01:34.99] | Rebel yelling girls trying to make they daddy pissed |
[01:37.48] | So aint nobody on his buddy list |
[01:39.55] | Cause they would probably give him business |
[01:41.16] | about the shitty sweater he lives in |
[01:42.51] | So he surrounds himself with hope to touch a throne |
[01:44.96] | And other people feeling all alone |
[01:46.46] | Hold your heart |
[01:47.84] | Im out of category x4 |
[01:52.11] | He found punk rock the first time that |
[01:54.44] | He rode either the nine or eleven bus line it slips the mind |
[01:56.79] | But they way they didnt need to fit in |
[01:58.93] | He asked if he could pull the bell and said mom I wanna be like them |
[02:02.17] | Found his kin brothers at school thinking he trying to rewrite skin |
[02:05.04] | Other are fools never seem some shit like him |
[02:07.31] | So far hes been a bitter boy |
[02:09.23] | Living like litter no choice no quieter so cue the noise |
[02:12.01] | Aint nothing like a Mohawk to show off your off |
[02:14.50] | And kick off the Reeboks for boots |
[02:16.05] | To keep the block off you |
[02:16.85] | But he could see how the reroute of style |
[02:19.60] | made the eye brows raise, but |
[02:20.89] | Not for nothing wasnt changing you |
[02:22.41] | Hed seen his daddy with a pipe too young to understand |
[02:24.98] | Life aint coming from this man holding hands with him |
[02:27.54] | He probably didnt meant to hit him |
[02:28.85] | he probably didnt even mean to plant his seed |
[02:31.29] | Is my picture in his wallet with him? hes thinking probably not |
[02:34.46] | And even so its probably rolled up with some coke in it |
[02:36.92] | Old and out of focus so nope the road they chose was not his |
[02:39.71] | Nobody will ever be like him hold your heart |
[02:42.06] | Im out of category x 12 |
[03:03.77] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : POS |
[00:08.00] | |
[00:11.00] | |
[00:12.06] | He never liked classes he was always a social cat |
[00:15.39] | The cutest kittens forever where he at |
[00:17.44] | The rudest men held positions at the flat |
[00:19.43] | Momma loved him but momma wanna man to help assist with this boy |
[00:22.43] | This boy this swing and a miss |
[00:24.14] | Bright eyed beautiful lips plumped with lies |
[00:26.20] | Ma stumped and crying but he dont ever ask why |
[00:28.69] | Just kisses ma goodbye zips his jacket up and goodnight |
[00:31.83] | Skateboard or bike like peace |
[00:32.96] | Im out of category x4 |
[00:37.25] | you know why |
[00:38.11] | Cause he dislike the strife so avoids it |
[00:40.01] | Dont trust teachers cause they dont trust him |
[00:41.53] | Dont trust motives so he dont trust friends |
[00:44.30] | He cant tell if most other people cold or just dont trust black skin |
[00:47.06] | Displaced the race card shuffled |
[00:49.80] | The spade ace into a place where cards stayed blank |
[00:52.35] | And not to say without a face more like a lack of color |
[00:55.01] | Not really to certain how to go about a brother |
[00:57.16] | It wasnt always like that though |
[00:58.99] | But momma moved him out the gutter to the curb |
[01:01.09] | so he wouldnt wash away |
[01:02.41] | He didnt seem to get that though |
[01:04.01] | and momma wasnt really pullin in that butter |
[01:05.99] | So his bread came another way and he couldnt have nice things |
[01:08.47] | em he didnt even want em |
[01:10.89] | if he needed em he found a way to got em |
[01:12.47] | Since everybody doubt em he happily obliged to bide his time |
[01:14.91] | And find his little piece of peace at the bottom like yall |
[01:17.41] | Im out of category x8 |
[01:27.48] | He build his selfesteem up off some tricks |
[01:29.22] | Cause even when he matched as far as skin with kids it seemed they didnt mix |
[01:32.51] | And there seemed to be disdain from the kids that clashed colors with him |
[01:34.99] | Rebel yelling girls trying to make they daddy pissed |
[01:37.48] | So aint nobody on his buddy list |
[01:39.55] | Cause they would probably give him business |
[01:41.16] | about the shitty sweater he lives in |
[01:42.51] | So he surrounds himself with hope to touch a throne |
[01:44.96] | And other people feeling all alone |
[01:46.46] | Hold your heart |
[01:47.84] | Im out of category x4 |
[01:52.11] | He found punk rock the first time that |
[01:54.44] | He rode either the nine or eleven bus line it slips the mind |
[01:56.79] | But they way they didnt need to fit in |
[01:58.93] | He asked if he could pull the bell and said mom I wanna be like them |
[02:02.17] | Found his kin brothers at school thinking he trying to rewrite skin |
[02:05.04] | Other are fools never seem some shit like him |
[02:07.31] | So far hes been a bitter boy |
[02:09.23] | Living like litter no choice no quieter so cue the noise |
[02:12.01] | Aint nothing like a Mohawk to show off your off |
[02:14.50] | And kick off the Reeboks for boots |
[02:16.05] | To keep the block off you |
[02:16.85] | But he could see how the reroute of style |
[02:19.60] | made the eye brows raise, but |
[02:20.89] | Not for nothing wasnt changing you |
[02:22.41] | Hed seen his daddy with a pipe too young to understand |
[02:24.98] | Life aint coming from this man holding hands with him |
[02:27.54] | He probably didnt meant to hit him |
[02:28.85] | he probably didnt even mean to plant his seed |
[02:31.29] | Is my picture in his wallet with him? hes thinking probably not |
[02:34.46] | And even so its probably rolled up with some coke in it |
[02:36.92] | Old and out of focus so nope the road they chose was not his |
[02:39.71] | Nobody will ever be like him hold your heart |
[02:42.06] | Im out of category x 12 |
[03:03.77] |