P.o.s. - Outlaws lyrics

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P.o.s. - Outlaws lyrics

VERSE 1 I call em' outlaws Breathin' with arrogance Leachin' like bottomless pits and keepin' everything They talk a lot and just kickin' dirt in economies They hit the lotto, these people think they're anomalies Run a damn an*lytic High stakes cheats on a credit limit Taking everything, wasting everything Waking up, we want a better living With a minimum wage Stagnating, scrape day-by-day Stop taking sh** from these people I'ma sink my teeth in screamin' We're breathless, yeah we're choking on a diamond necklace So desperate, gotta let em' on a special kind of gettin' reckless Gotta check this, not a bead of f*ckin' doubt Ya'll better write this down Breakin' down the doors How's that for a Trojan horse? Is anyone out there to set it off? Is anyone out there to set it off? Is anyone out there to set it off? Is anyone out there to start a revolution My people time to stand up, I'm tired of this place CHORUS: Yeah we gonna take it back (ha!) I'm thinkin' yeah we gonna take it back Saddle in for battlin' backstabbin' promises Rattling the gravel and shattered gla** on top of this place Yeah we gonna take it back (ha!) I'm thinkin' yeah we gonna take it back Saddle in for battlin' backstabbin' promises Rattling the gravel and shattered gla** on top of this place VERSE 2: Cast away on an ice flow Ice flow, watch the price go Up away like satellites go Hold the globe, hold my own yeah Resolute with a root to the new Revolution pursuit till it's true Been a goon from womb to the Doomtree We do we till they're spinnin' the tunes Be fire, fury, it's dire But never say die, heads stay high The dead don't ask why (yeah) But we alive, yellin' all rise To the corpses, piled on the sidelines (bye!) Crack the ice in my peace, rush off in a cold sleep BRIDGE Gonna rise up Feel a little bit like we're climbin' up Wising up, gone viral and stuck No more, just sizing up the truth Cla** war movin' next store Better get ready for the tension to break Yep, it's evident they took the kettle and they Crooks are never to blame, what a shame To the CEOs and the billionaires We in the parking lot Walkin' on whether it's dark or not Walkin' on whether it's dark or not Tossin' rocks and it's time to break Somethin' off, bust and rattle the cage Our people gonna stand up and take it back We're tired of this place

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