Livernois

Somebody along the way has decided that
You, Mr. TV viewer
Would rather hear bad news than good news
We've decided that for ya
So you don't have to worry about
How we're gonna lead off tonight's news
It's gonna be chaos and calamity
And and confusion and
All kinds of heartbreak
You're gonna love it

You're gonna love it

I don't give a fuck bout what flag you fly
At the end of the day we're in the hands of a white man
Dancing for my white fans, niggas don't care
I be feeling important, you niggas don't stare
The giant is I, reluctantly the flyest of flies
Of the shit heap, six feet deep flowing up Schitt's creek
Ain't the world for the meek? Bitch i need a couple mill
Night time for the freaks, right time for the thrill
(hide the money y'all)
It's rich niggas politicking, now I gotta fucking listen
Yeah I got a pot to piss in, but its falling apart
They tell you follow your heart while they swallow your art
And now we're back at the start

(There's poor people round, there's poor people round)

I reside on the side gentified with hope
Homicides come alive when supplied with dope
If ya living, living on Livernois
Living, living on Livernois

We have this notion that somehow if you're poor you can not do it
Poor kids are just as bright and just as talented as white kids