As a Note: There lyrics are very difficult to understand at some points during the song.
Well have you been to the broken bricks girl?
Snuck down through the cyclone fence?
Past the caution tape and the security gate,
backwards to the break room bench?
Well there was a little corner,
where you first got kissed,
and felt your boyfriend's fist,
and made the company list.
And there's a little spot,
where your dad ate lunch,
and your brother landed his first punch,
yeah yeah yeah...
Well now you've been to the broken bricks girl,
seen the barrels that they've left behind.
Seen the machine that got aluminum clean,
and cut tape from the caution sign.
I've broken two window panes;
just a rusty colored rain that drives a man insane.
You tried jump over water but you land in oil,
climbed the metal of a broken crane,
yeah yeah yeah...
Don't go to the broken bricks girl,
it's not a place that you want to be.
Think about the spot your father spent his life,
demolition calls it building C.
Demolition calls it building C now,
demolition calls it building C now...
Yeah[Boots]
I'm risin like the vapors from the dank
Fuck the mirror in my pocket, had to break it for a shank
What you thank? Walk the plank, is my motherfuckin attitude
Right hand on the wheel, elbow out the window, leanin
to the latitude, actin rude can get you blown up, to'n up
But these teeny-boppers ain't gon' live to be a grown up
My motherfucker done got hisself into a spot
I got this nine, but it jam on every fifth shot
If we gon' do this, we could this, but I'm trippin off
the factor that these bastards put me through this
Nuttin ass tricks, gangin up on my homie
Now I gots to do some shit, to leave yo' kids lonely
The level of my life should be higher
Told E-Roc to jump in, and get up out the line of fire
Made a three point turn, as the three joints burned
off they lips, actin hard wit they face held firm
Calmly stated my acquaintance was no punk
You got a gat, I got a gat - now is you requestin funk?
They said no, E-Roc yelled, "Trick!!"
When we start the revolution all they probably do is snitch
Chorus: Boots
When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch
When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch
When WE start the revolution, all they, probably do is SNITCH!
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When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch
When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch
When WE start this revolution, all they, probably do is SNITCH!
[Boots]
I used to work at Mickey D's
And to my old buster-ass manager, licky DEEZ
Had me workin on hands and knees, scrubbin grease
And in the summer with the oven on, it's hundred-ten degrees
I would despise flippin fries, I guess his bitch-ass
thought he was the shit, with his little red and gold tie
I asked him why I couldn't get mo' hours
He said it must be cause I lacked the mental powers
If I was smart then I would be in his position
I left hi