Texty:
Fifteen Over And Over

economy Of the rich stealing everything What w don't learn we'll be doomed to repeat Over and over and over and over In America- We blame the illegal

the economy Of the rich stealing everything What w don't learn we'll be doomed to repeat Over and over and over and over In America- We blame the illegal

the concrete who knew that a flower would grow Lookin' down from the top and it's crowded below My fifteen minutes started an hour ago Truth over fame

Puffs Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome And

such a shame I look into your eyes, I want to get to know you And then you make this noise and it's apparent it's all over It's not fair and I think

and put your hand out for the present Lay down for fifteen so your body can feel rest Kick your feet up and start makin' beats on your chest and think

I been tryin' to O.D. lately And your never gonna rehabilitate me On a mission since the eigth grade Keep gettin' high and stay paid Let's do it, baby Me and

wanna listen You and your body on that cocaine mission Three days straight, where's your mind? It's gonna out of town and your brain is fried Just smoke and

I see is the penny heaters, that's all niggaz No shark in this year raise it bigga Fifteen percent make the whole world sit up And take notice, Na Na take over