n(chino moreno)nWhy don’t you come outnJust wasting hours to callnAnd say...nNo we're not gonna die!nThoughts evolvenShall we killnA lot saynTell them lies it's hard playnAnd see my chest grownnFor hours and hours and hours and safe for hoursnThe hours and hours and hours and hours...nn(chino moreno)nGo tellnWasting hours to talknAnd saynNo we’re not gonna stop!nThoughts evolvenShall we killnA lot saynTell them lies it's hard playnAnd see my chest grownnFor hours and hours and hours and safe for hoursnThe hours and hours and hours and hours...nn(el-p & cage)nDon’t let them take you alive,nThe city knows my name, number and address,nThere's no where to hide.nYou must all hear the merciful leader of big guns,nWatching gotti and television talk to your son.nAt least this plane isn't corporated,nTo a sickness that will not be infiltrated.nWhen you slip this, then you'll see it's automatednWeather the ? Will be inauguratednAnd when tapped in the veinnClapped back automatic a vein snapnBut i just wanna boogie with a same plaquenWeather men will bring the beast out of a cheeky creek,nSome of these soldiers scream at the look of me (while i swing with an axe!),nMeditated, my medicated state of my rate,nI cant wait to shoot frank and loot the bank.nAnd uh, it's automated gang otta take out the gatornPulling pranching on em' things and we breezing out of your brains some.nnFor hours and hours and hours and safe for hoursnThe hours and hours and hours and hours...