| No matter how old, how young, how sick
|
| I mean something, I mean something
|
| No matter how old, how young, how sick
|
| I mean something, I mean something
|
| You can push me, no stare down
|
| Plug it up, no me, no shut down
|
| I’m on a rampage, it’s my new rage
|
| Crisis but I’m singing in the mid-range
|
| What you gotta say, gotta say?
|
| What you gotta do?
|
| What you gotta say doesn’t matter anymore
|
| What you gotta do, gotta do?
|
| Say you scared of me? |
| Then scary me
|
| Lookin' straight into their eyes before they bury me
|
| We could meet ends, we could be friends
|
| Pockets inside out before you press send
|
| What you gotta say, gotta say?
|
| What you gotta do?
|
| What you gotta say doesn’t matter anymore
|
| What you gotta do, gotta do?
|
| What you gotta say, gotta say?
|
| What you gotta do?
|
| What you gotta say doesn’t matter anymore
|
| What you gotta do, gotta do?
|
| No matter how old, how young, how sick
|
| I mean something, I mean something
|
| No matter how old, how young, how sick
|
| I mean something, I mean something
|
| No matter how old, how fucked, how shit |
| I mean something, I mean something
|
| No matter how old, how fucked, how shit
|
| I mean something, I mean something |