A Love Song (Explicit) - Vents
Haha okay
Na na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na
Na na-na-na-na-na yeah
Na-na-na na-na-na
C'mon
Na na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na
C'mon c'mon
Na na-na-na-na-na yeah
Na-na-na na-na-na
Sing along with it
Na na-na-na-na-na yeah
Na-na-na na-na-na
Get down with yo' bad self
Na na-na-na-na-na
Word 'em up
Na-na-na na-na-na yeah
I dwell in the darkest of places
Planet Earth everything tasteless
Everybody sound kinda brainless
Roll the herb and play the verse
Staying immersed in crime
Think politics perverse
Every day is like May the first
In Haymarket Square
Heard a lot of martyrs there
Making everybody's sh*t list
Government to corporate
Take back the gas and water sh*t
Class War in effect
Autonomist populace
Hardcore to the death
Anti-fascista John Carpenter creature
Terrorising grooves made to reach ya
Custom built to feel
F**k paying for brand new clothes
And looking good for your bros huh
I rock a rag with a bloodstain on it
And get more props than I wanted
Make you feel like
Na na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na
And the chorus went
Na na-na-na-na-na yeah
Na-na-na na-na-na
Get up and get down
Na na-na-na-na-na
Huh yeah
Na-na-na na-na-na
Me and Trials like
Na na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na
I want a summer of love
Feeling good got someone to love
John Lennon no Gods no nothing above
Rock Steady Crew cutting a rug
On the mic like Soulsonic
808 drum is a **
Stuck in my room
Nothing to do
Getting paranoid
Feeling like Iran with a bucket of crude
Twenty-six thousand nukes with nothing to do
McDonald's and them Reeboks coming for you
Need a cupboard of food
And a roof and I'm straight
F**king utter contempt
If you run up and tempt fate
Back in the tenth grade was a Don Juan
Cutting school in the days
Ducking rays from a cop car
With a Posca on the same bus my dad drove
Did he care F**k nah
I'm a chip off the old block
Pissed off and never get a break outa life
But so what
Uh
Na na-na-na-na-na yeah
Na-na-na na-na-na
C'mon Planet Earth go
Na na-na-na-na-na
Yeah uh yo
Na-na-na na-na-na
All the chickens say
Na na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na
Uh yeah if you on booze go
Na na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na
Rising above like Rollins in Black Flag
Pissing in your Louis Vuitton handbag
Treating 'em worse than
The Grand Dragon in the Klan
Vents taking a stand
Propaganda by the bedside lamp
Your blood on your boyfriend's Skyline floor
Let the eyeline pour when it's time for war
You denying the dinosaur
Swearing that God created man
But God enslaving man
With the church and the capitalists
2007 still both tryna gaffle my sh*t
Had to resist accurate how could it miss
Game of death Billy Lo type powerful fist
Kind of weird like having a brisk
Cutting your child's dick to get closer to God
It sounds sick huh
I see 'em in the club spazzing out
But smoking ice ain't nothing to brag about
I make you wanna
Na na-na-na-na-na uh yeah
Na-na-na na-na-na Ted Keith
Na na-na-na-na-na uh yeah
Na-na-na na-na-na Charlie
Na na-na-na-na-na
Word 'em up yo
Na-na-na na-na-na Blanker
Na na-na-na-na-na yeah
Na-na-na na-na-na F Bison
Hah-ha yeah it's a love song
Get your food eat your dinner get your desert
Sing alooong
