Cecil Otter - Running Away From God lyrics

[Verse 1] Even after 6 months, NOLA still a wreck The 9th ward still had water up to your chest Under I-10, they piled dead cars Ever seen an ambulance with high water marks? And they don't dance no more, all we do is flinch Brace for that old taste that chase a strong fist With blood on lips, and flooded bricks Taste that whiskey kiss, born sweaty and free f** a club, mu'f**er, take that sh** to the streets - G [Hook] We were born running away from God, away from God We were born running away, away We were born running away from God, away from God We were born running away [Verse 2] "10 euros that's cheap for sure" He said it all in broken words But these people ain't got nothing They'd rather drink what they have than buy your merch Čadca isn't pretty, but Tatranský works Thick liquor dark brown, made of secret herbs Slovakia'll get busy, they don't need no words And anything is a club if the speakers work – ey! Turn it up till it shakes the rafters No kings, no gods, no masters Beat build while the euro collapsing Little kids are tagging “all cops are ba*tards” AntiFa is pa**in', in they old jean jackets They don't need no magic just to make this happen Make out, make due, make the best of what you got And turn the volume up till it shakes the rafters Till it shakes the rafters Till it shakes the rafters Till it shakes the rafters We make our own disasters! [Hook] [Verse 3] Ey Ey Ey Ey We ain't no gangsters We ain't no thugs We all just flesh and blood And we don't need you to mess it up We independent son, we dig our own graves Salt our own lands, make our own plagues just for fun And you can test us, come We'll be waiting by that front gate with the Beam up in our cup And I'm dumbfound how in my home town, cops come: they all just run Landlord wants us out: we pack our bags and shut the whole thing up So I was like, “Aight, what you do when police come through to shake you down?” Laughed out loud and said, “We lock them motherf**ers out!” That's a true story