Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Takin' It Away, artist - AMB. Album song Blood in Blood Out, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.03.2015
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Takin' It Away |
| I need somethin’to eat, I’m fuckin’starvin’in this piece |
| Kinda feelin’deceased, somebody call a priest |
| I’m fuckin’empty, cause they don’t give a fuck about me You know I can’t pay off the salary |
| I need the money, the green, cause I have no home |
| And Uncle Sam don’t show no love to a broke ass Bonez (B-O-N-E-Z) |
| A twenty couldn’t last me two weeks |
| I’m fuckin’used to chillin’on the curbs of these streets |
| I’m alright though, you I’m straight how I’m livin' |
| Here’s how I roll — I know the place I was given |
| Bitches laugh when they walk by until they pass |
| Most of the time get pissed cause I smack they ass |
| It’s just the Juggalo way, I pray to be okay |
| And don’t give a fuck if bitches give me the time of day (aww, bitch!) |
| Cause eventhough I’m broke, I still get the skins |
| I don’t need no Benjamin’s or even Washington’s |
| They takin’it away! |
| I hate this shit, but need it cause it ain’t nothin’free |
| Everywhere I go they keep on chargin’me |
| They keep on takin’it away (takin'it away) |
| They keep on takin’it away (takin'it away) |
| Hello! |
| I’d like to introduce myself to you |
| My name is broker-than-broke, no joke, yo, fuck you |
| Ever since I was born, it’s been the same old thang |
| Diggin’through my homie’s couches steady lookin’for change |
| It used to cost 25 cents for pop in a can |
| But nowadays the machine try to eat your hand, but hey |
| It ain’t really ain’t shit to me |
| I still boss-man boogie in the middle of the streets |
| And this Juggalo shit ain’t never gon’switch |
| Flat broke, but I still got a hot ass bitch |
| And this bitch is the shit, don’t bitch at all |
| I mean, she ain’t even a bitch, she a Juggalette (awwwwwww) |
| But don’t mistake her for a easy-to-use |
| She’ll hypnotize rich dudes for they loot like, «Jack move!» |
| Please believe it, scrubby’s the way I live |
| Not just the way I’m treated, alright? |
| Peace, bitch |
| I hate this shit, but need it cause it ain’t nothin’free |
| Everywhere I go they keep on chargin’me |
| They keep on takin’it away (takin'it away) |
| They keep on takin’it away (takin'it away) |
| Fuck money, all it ever does is hurt |
| And it never lives up to what people say it’s worth |
| And fuck work, even if you earn somethin’you deserve |
| They still take it away, even if you’re at church. |
| Fuck money, all the bills on Earth couldn’t buy |
| All the lies and sins I can see in your eyes |
| I despise the whole world cause it runs on flow |
| I’d rather smoke it all away through my bomb indo |
| Fuck money, man, y’all just don’t get it I say muthafuck money, man, and I ain’t kiddin' |
| My whole life I watched moms bow her head over a pile of bills |
| So whoever’s lovin’money is gettin’killed |
| Fuck money, they’re takin’it away from the broke |
| And give it back to the rich because of words they spoke |
| It’s all taxes, what I ask is, the real fact is Speak the truth before I cut your ass up with the axe, bitch. |
| I hate this shit, but need it cause it ain’t nothin’free |
| Everywhere I go they keep on chargin’me |
| They keep on takin’it away (takin'it away) |
| They keep on takin’it away (takin'it away) |