Suburban Angst

[Intro: Mxlplx]
He has strawberries on his head

[G Rider]
Take what you want, boy, take what you need
Take all your hopes, and fill them with weed
Take all your dreams, replace them with sand
Take all your hopes, bury them in land
Go to the beach, go to the ocean
Go to the heat, drink up all your potion
Dive into water, dive into alcohol
Dive into drugs, dive into all
Drink, drink, drink and smoke, smoke, smoke
Laugh, laugh, laugh and joke, joke, joke
Smile, smile, smile and cry, cry, cry
Live, live, live; die, die, die

[Swank Daddy]
(Pay this quarter, turn it up!)

Quarter of a century, still ain't growing up
Hit the head club with a bottle on my butt
Jump out the plane just to feel a little rush
Sure past the limits, sleepwalk till dusk
Then ride till numb, only planned to get fucked
Then re-up on some bum and get this Swanky too tough
I'm a d-ride nigga, I never get enough (I'm a, ride nigga)
Got something much better, and ya love to call a bus
Smoke fiddles in the air, paper plates and cups
High power game, not critically acclaimed
Don't dance like a clown, put a dog dare fame
You got it twisted, you're too easily tamed (you got it twisted)
You see a little bit of money, don't sell out your name (you got it twisted)
But it's a cold world, boy, you ain't the one to blame
Your momma's bet went down the paws, all cowards do the same
Just another aspect, only temporary flame
Rep til spit, hold on tight, here they come
You're either gonna fight, or you're gonna run
I put the shelf one up position when nobody getting done
This is Swank Town boy, you ain't come by the ton
Put your bank down, son, it'll make you no one
But the bass sound done, is you still having fun?

Put your bank down, son, it'll make you no one
This is Swank Town boy, you ain't come by the ton

[Mxlplx]
Right on site, day or night
Palpatine, G-Stat, and Ike
Sick as hell on the mic
Where we dwell, what we like
All is well, everything’s tight
Flashing crazy, that’s alright
Satisfaction pays me nice
Everytime I roll that dice, throwing Cleo off the balcony cuz Palpatine is ice
Frozen guillotine device make everyone do what I like
Cryptically shifting out of sight, in the shadows with a knife
Full moon make me want to fight, but can’t afford break my hand writes
So mount my bike, ride to the park
Watching things move in the dark
While I try to hold it down, don’t want appear to be a clown
Hide my face behind the vase, thumping thunder underground
But don’t look now, but turn around soon as you get the chance
Enhance your mental and advance to the next level
While they dance with the devil and fantasize bout being rebels
Fuck a rebel, I have nothing to defy
Ask me what I mean but never will get a reply