Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rto , by - (Hed) P.E.. Song from the album Insomnia, in the genre ХардкорRelease date: 16.07.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
Rto |
| Where do we go from here |
| You both wonder as your shorty push away a tear |
| When your a lover and a fighter you can get confused |
| You feel fear, love, hate, you dont have to choose |
| They choose you |
| Remember back on the block |
| When we were still drinking 40s |
| And fucked with the cops |
| Remember fucking with the shorties |
| Dickies and docs |
| Fucking with that gangster rap |
| And punk rock |
| Yeah we never knew back then |
| That we would end up losing most of our friends |
| But when those friends start acting like they enemies |
| Then they dead to me Fuck a bitch — it’s not a threat |
| It’s destiny baby |
| Like sands through the hour glass |
| Cant stop the hands |
| Try and watch the hours pass |
| You by like you standing still |
| I smoke — I fuck — I kill these pop stars |
| Bitch — this suburban noize |
| And we dont give a fuck about you fake ass rockstars |
| We the motherfuckers screaming fuck the world |
| And fuck you — we represent the truth |
| You a phony, a fad, a fluke |
| Your time is up, and we coming for you |
| We all geed up, and we gunning for you |
| I’m a megaton time bomb, with a short fuse |
| I’m a freighttrain, bullet, knife, running right through |
| The bell tolls |
| For you and yours |
| Pay your bills |
| Face the lord |
| Armageddon |
| Every year |
| Pick a scab |
| Erase your fear |
| We can ride this out |
| We wont cry about it We’ll have to fight it out |
| We can live with or without it Cuz i’m that kind of guy |
| Ladies and gentlement… BIG B One might argue and say its only music |
| But look what happens when you start to abuse it You could even acuse it of being a murder |
| I wish Biggie and Pac woulda thought of that earlier |
| Why all the good ones gotta go away |
| And now all these punks think they got something to say |
| As society gets thrown out the window of a hollywood limo |
| Like a fucking rock demo |
| All the rebels and renegades have disappeared |
| And now all i see is faggots and queers |
| You aint tough, so stop with the smoke and mirrors |
| You’re officially dealing with a different breed |
| A lion in this jungle ready to feed |
| It’s time for this world to get up to speed |
| You could try but you’ll never fit in these shoes |
| I’m a megaton time bomb with a short fuse |
| I’m a freighttrain, bullet, knife, running right through |
| The bell tolls |
| For you and yours |
| Pay your bills |
| Face the lord |
| Armageddon |
| Every year |
| Pick a scab |
| Erase your fear |
| We can ride this out |
| We wont cry about it We’ll have to fight it out |
| We can live with or without it Cant stop me The seasons change |
| Cant stop me The proud mary keep on burning |
| Big wheel keep on turning |
| Rolling down the river of change |
| But nothing fades me Because i know my name |
| And the pain will make me stronger |
| Yeah but how much longer |
| The bell tolls |
| For you and yours |
| Pay your bills |
| Face the lord |
| Armageddon |
| Every year |
| Pick a scab |
| Erase your fear |
| We can ride this out |
| We wont cry about it We’ll have to fight it out |
| We can live with or without it |