Texty:
The Get Up Kids Better Lie

be done You got caught in the better lie You fell off at the fault line Into the sun You got caught in the better lie You fell off at the fault line

with my kids Girl, you make a thug want to get a legal gig It's only right we spend our lonely nights Gettin' crazy biz till we awake the kids Don't get

pop And I get my candy from your girlfriend's sweet shop Still get a stomach ache every time I see cops You better run motherfucker, Cause we not Yeah you bitches better

there on the slaps of haikus I spite you for not givin' it up fuck what that nigga say, nigga give it up why black people act like little kids? make

, how you doin' with the move here? Welcome to the future, I'm the captain of the cool kids The revolution's never been televised Great booty, better

when the crack came/ It ain't too much changed here, seems like it's never gon' get better/ Wonder if we'll ever get to live in peace; Days of our livez

y'all, better get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money's my thang gonna get me some Money, I'm gonna get me some Say my nigga y'all, better get

wont get it twice/ makin this money for me and my wife/ niggaz is wana shut me down, what about the kids the kids the kids is great/ watch how my nigga

, nothing left inside Together we cry What about the junk head? Could have gone the whole way Lighting up the stage trying to get a deal Now he?s lighting up