Gold Stitches

It's kinda crazy when you put your mind to it, draw a line to it, draw a line through it, walk a mile to it, sorta sound stupid Words never make people use them Look, it's kinda crazy when you put your mind to it, draw a line to it, draw a line through it, walk a mile to it, sorta sound stupid Words never make people use them No, no, no You pussy by logic, no emo It's Gotham We robin' like it's legal Masked up, fighting' evil You rookies ain't Poppin' Real people, it's hoodies over spirits Tryin' to lead you I ain't marching' unless it's after February 28th bra Im leaping if its problems let me go I'm tryna Swing bra I know I can't kill my issues with a bottle and a tank This a revolutionary bank Have nots, have nots, makin' killings off the cants Tell me if it's shaped the world from a broken mind, and if you know I ain't, probably too dumb to stand the fake But anyway, I'm Rollin' up this Super-Hobastank I don't give a thank You smelly anyway This a super-weight You smelling' anyway, But it's super-cake But you could hit my jay Mm, yeah It's crazy when you put your mind to it Draw a line to it Draw a line through it Walk a mile to it So it sounds stupid Words never make people use them Nah, nah, nah It's kinda crazy when you put your mind to it Draw a line to it Draw a line through it Walk a mile to it So it sounds stupid Words never make people use them Nah, nah, nah Comin' at your neck like I'm tryin' to see somethin' Now you gotta check, But don't let it go to nothin' Leave a pussy wet, And it want-won't for nothin' Nothin' Check Comin' at your neck like I'm tryin' to see somethin' Now you gotta check, don't let it go to nothin' Leave a pussy wet, And it want-won't for nothing For nothing For nothing For nothing For nothing