nothing short of flawless
awesome, on my neck theres a cross and
i sacrafice my life
to the next generation
request this on your station
they won't play it
they fakin', dj's cakin',
looking for frosting, under table takin'
payoloa from high rollers
at big labels
employ paper soldiers
and leaving'em stuck
out in the cold when they get cut
bleeding and needing
life still swinging
they bobbing and weaving
watch for the hook
if they jaw get took
the artists' kids get the worst of it, its so sad
should saved that advance...