Born to Lose

作词：Y C K

Dirt avalanche loose fruit from the branch

Eat 'em up don't think gonna snoop then I snatch

Shoot the latch get the loot backpack that I sold

Send boots to the ground there's a well full of gold

Want a piece of the pie then you speak with me

I'm raising all the stakes and pushing each degree

Stand behind 'cause you ain't cut for this

I might rebound back but this wound persists

I'm hung up like a Warhol on the wall

Red stains on my body painting till the belt fall

Eyes oxidizing eroding with thoughts arising

Controlling the sheep in power but fighting cannot divide it

Life been disparaging calling me un-American

For talking bout the ** that they value and still be cherishing

** a hedge fund I'll be blowing heads up

Ain't nobody bail 'em out when they're crashing it gets tough

Jaded with the thought of getting up these days

Carve a pentagram into the floor written three names

The father the son and the holiest spirit

No ** for the principles they stay adherent

Now you want to be romanticized

I wanna be set free but my hands are tied

All the servitude and you ain't satisfied

You're still taking out filth through infanticide

Keep to the doctrine keep to the text

Give the finger to the giants that I'm up against

Mind been reduced to a primitive state

Never wait for the ones who were driven insane

On to the actions called upon

When they'd known damn well but kept along

Made to a top down panopticon

Well they can hold their money but not for long

翻译贡献者：人尔