Текст Quadeca – Civil War (Lavender Town)

Civil war
It’s a fuckin’ civil war
We be aimin’ for the peace
So what we killin’ for?

You know they be lookin’ at me right now
Like a pair of scissors, man, better pipe down
I been tryin’ to write my essays
Tryin’ to write a wet page
I could
?
construct it right now
Blue’s Clues, man, I think I gotta find out
Every question, man, I really wanna hide out
Or I wanna drop out
Maybe learn a lot ’bout
My shit before I wait to see it die out
Damn, I just wanna go along
I’m holdin’ strong
I know I’m not the boldest one
I’m old enough, I’m growin’ up
Bars are sick, they’re throwin’ up
They know what’s up
I’m in the really big leagues
Like I got drafted
Before the year-round hype over March Madness
Wanna get it with these girls
Throwin’ down like it’s no big deal

Civil war
It’s a fuckin’ civil war
We be aimin’ for the peace
So what we killin’ for?
Anymore, what we even livin’ for
They be murderin’ for peace
That is a civil war
Civil war
It’s a fuckin’ civil war
We be aimin’ to the peace
So what we killin’ for?
Anymore, what we even livin’ for
We be murderin’ for peace
That is a civil war

And I can name a lot of things that nobody else would say to ya
And this ain’t a fuckin’ game so just know that I won’t play with ya
So y’all better go ask Meek if he’ll pray for ya
‘Cause I won’t pray for ya

I’m addicted to the screen and the validations
Of people who are thirteen and in another nation
I’ve been looking for the sender of a message
Or the commenter on a video
It seems to be the worst
Like Internet track meets
They erased it
Look at this shit
I’ve just recently made it
That how it goes when I’m breathin’ and breathin’
Acheivin’ and keep on succeedin’, they hate it
You’re lousy and can’t breathe when you smoke, bro
You doubt me, but you’ll see where I go, so
Allow me to break free from my own dome
Together we need to believe in my own zone
Things become intense in the heat of the ozone
It’s surroundin’ me, I need to go home, so
Can I pretty please just be al-alone
Nobody to retweet, delete on my home phone
I ain’t gon’ hop on that drug trend
When they all claimin’ they love it
I ain’t gon’ hop on that loud trend
They all know I ain’t about it
They cannot take this away until they have something to say now
You cannot order this shit on a takeout
All of these bitches is fake now

Civil war
It’s a fuckin’ civil war
We be aimin’ to the peace
So what we killin’ for?
Anymore, what we even livin’ for
They be — they be — they be
Mur — murderin’
Civil war

Civil war
It’s a fuckin’ civil war
(And I can name a lot of things nobody else would say to ya)
We be aimin’ to the peace
(And this ain’t a fuckin’ game so just know that I won’t play with ya)
So what we killin’ for?
(So y’all better go ask Meek if he’ll pray for ya)
Anymore, what we even livin’ for
They be murderin’ for peace
(‘Cause I won’t pray for ya)
That is a civil war