Glue - Belmont And Clark lyrics

I'm trying to give back, more than sarcasm and lust You gotta know that this cla** Ain't big enough for the both of us Seems like you popular kids never learn Your tribals tattoos are different than these ciggarettes burns Jumping through hoops, full time to get medical care Cause having coverage today is so rare I need to get better, they want bigger donations I'm sick of the weather,so i'm looking for locations Bigger than one horse and smaller than hell And i'll get there with nothing but a story to tell My idols died by the bad timing of gunpowder So it's ironic how much it's provoked us to get louder On sidewalks and train cars, packed bars And vocal booths, we're looking for ideas and truth For generation need a label, dying for a slogan Glue has come together to fix what's been broken The top's a lonley place But the stars always fall to the bottom I'm not leaving this city Until there's no doubt that i've got em We make hiphop so ya'll could appreciate But then remixed it, so rock kids can relate To using double pedals for hardcore screamers Using a resaaince type of demeanor We caused mosh pits, cause head nods are boring We burned down the house because we love to keep touring We've got no where to live except in basement's and hotels So the name of this song is sell sell sell Priceless now just wait til the album gets older But theme this time is coffee is for closers We want the kids to follow and parents to understand The difference beteween playing and bleeding for fans It's not stress free, but i've got no one to impress,unless You count humans, soldiers,martyrs, and activists This is dedicated to the mission of change We heard ya'll were bored so we'll try a different game The top's a lonley place, repeat But the stars always fall to the bottom, repeat I'm not leaving this city, repeat Until there's no doubt that i've got em, repeat This is for role models, fully clothed, drug free Cold callers, with no budget or publicity In a city, where doors slam and cell phones die Where 2 party systems share the same eyes Where independent movie theatres keep you sane On belmont and clark where angels heal brains Blame the crowded streets for k**ing the individual Where everyone looks fresh from a s** pistols video But i stay, to get some work done,to quiet the doubts Play until my words are gone then find the scenic route With 30 miles to the gallon keeping you balanced From 14 million hands grabbing your talents You need a homebase, someplace to relax In the arms of medicine and fate's perfect match A confirmation of wasted years and torture gone A new beginning of full lungs and nothing's wrong We always talked, about white chalk and dark water, while Anxious fathers tried, but neither of us ever bothered To alter our course, before the brick wall Stole the roar from our mouths, and showed us how to dance We always hurt but never enough to lose a chance We dragged each others feet through the broken gla** to advance and Make something out of our broken selves With dizzy spells hyperventalating in a paper bag hell You destroyed me for the sake of rebuilding Squeezing my thoughts while the skin was peeling Revealing the new breed of nice guy, so appealing No man made, obstacle, can keep me quiet I'd rather k** the pilot and crash into a giant I took care of that in a past life, but now the future is worth it The d** will balance out but can't make me perfect Forget being nervous, your job is be steady You taste the posion, i'll find a remedy And mention me, when god wants revenge and names I'll be waiting with slingshot rock and good aim So lick a shot because the bullet tastes good Bandage the wound because the blood is see through And no no no one can see how much you suffer