2 Skinnee J's Riot NRRRD Lyrics

This song goes out to those with c__e bottle glasses
To all you lonely kids who were the last picked in gym classes
We got your back - destracted malofactors
Are you up with the fact, unite like Thundercats

Get up get up, cause we're fed up fed up
Try to rise and keep our head up head up
Leave the kinging to Kong, we'll be singing our song
Bring it on, bring it on bring it on

It's a sentimental journey,
presenting sentiments of resentments that'll burn me
Unearthing our sharp knives slowly turing blunt
My road is to unfold so I gotta face the front
I used to spend my days, dazed and confused,
Sixteen year underdog still donning underoos
Sorry Busta, I know my flow sounds used
Scripted and directed by the likes of John Hughes
Recycled recitals of enemies and idols
All scrawled in the hall, like Anthony Michael
I lack land and t__le just one of the boys
On islands and islands of Misfit Toys

Get up get up, cause we're fed up fed up
Try to rise and keep our head up head up
Leave the kinging to Kong, we'll be singing our song
Bring it on bring it on bring it on
Come on, get up get up cause we're fed up fed up
Try to rise and keep our head up head up
Leave the kinging to Kong, we'll be singing our song
Bring it on bring it on bring it on

My field of dreams was a parking lot
With hot shots doing donuts
p___ing off the grownups
Me on the side writting unrequited love letters
That I would send to my imaginary girl friend
I had to pretend cause I never played football
The kid drafted last pick at the roll call
To ease the monotomy of everybody mocking me
Spare time to tend rhymes like botany
Now what I want to be?
What you wanna be?
Maybe famous
I claim this
Try to gain this
But sometimes it heinous the way the shameless
surround me like a tide they'll drown me
I'm looking for intelligent life forms
I'm looking for a club off the street
So I can reach out and touch somebody
anybody, everybody

This song goes out to those with c__e bottle glasses
To all you lonely kids who were the last picked in gym classes
We got your back distracted malofactors
Are you up with the fact, unite like Thundercats

Get up get up, cause we're fed up fed up
Try to rise and keep our head up head up
Leave the kinging to Kong we'll be singing our song
Bring it on bring it on bring it on