There's a broken bottle neck
A pistol on the table
3 lonely corners
4 shiny quarters
1 crumpled dollar
7-11's on every 2 blocks
3 pigs posted in front of each one
Oink oink oink
9 rounds cocked
50 shots ring the liberty of Sean's bell
12 disciples seated at
1 round table
hella pepperonis
holy anchovies
30 silver pieces
1 judas cheesin'
5 tracks waiting to get laced
3 groupies waiting to get laid
1 waiting to get paid
Unemployment rate
everybody laid off
I guess jaguar was right
Same shit, different day
3 cars in a garage
5 dollars per gallon
2 months before that line on this track gets dated
1 million youtube hits
I'm convinced that I made it
18 years in school ain't shit if
if I don't get famous
thousands dead in darfur
but I don't worry bout it
that's half a world away
so not a 2nd thought
I got a million things I think's
A million time's more urgent
so a million thoughts a minute
maybe I can jot a few
4 little girls burn in chapel doors
I wish I could save them all
But it don't make sense
And I don't got the sense
so I toss 2 digits like Nixon,
Fixed in front
snap your Nikons
and let icons be bygones
I consume every soldier in the jungle
Yes, be warned,
I Ratatat, then I'm gone

We're at the master base
Feelin ourselves hard
Tryna get a nut
Squirting planes from cockpits
There's a pistol on the table
Fucking face the music
Drop booty not bombs
That's the fuckin logic

4 little girls, I wish I could save them all
but I'm stuck on today
this is my biggest era
4 little girls, I wish I could save them all
but I'm stuck on today
this is my biggest era