Lexx Nova - Bump Up the Volume lyrics

[Verse 1: Lexx Nova] Jfk got murked, Bob Marley d**h still hurt And I'm still smoking on this Purp Graffiti the streets Turn the white house into a piece art I swear being yourself is starting to become a crime I be trapped in my mind Sublime with the time Light at the end of the tunnel was lime Ironic how tunnel vision made me go blind Chronic only time I can see the signs Put two bullet holes in Superman's chest to make a dollar sign My shows be black and white like a bunch of mimes, and I love it Only one life to live, so f** it Trust me bruh, ain't nothing like having a funeral at Christmas I pray to the lord for money but he don't work that way So I robbed a n***a and asked for forgiveness Cuz life's a b**h and n***as catch licks like dogs in the name of business Jumping n***as like frogs or gymnast Ready for actions peoples minds be stuck in a box like a caption Every n***a think they make it rapping, I be laughing Nostalgia got me thinking quicker Everybody talking religion, but what's religion to a Tom Cruise n***a They Billy Mazin Jesus, they creating puzzles with broken pieces Please lord lead us, running from the cops probably jump the gates of heaven And see Jesus, and jug him for his j**elry, all this new love is new to me Two cross fingers in the air if you f** with me [Bridge: Lexx Nova] Yeah... but y'all don't feel me though Bump up the volume Yeah... but y'all don't feel me though Bump up the volume [Verse 2: Lexx Nova] Money can't buy happiness but it can rent it I'm the black John Lennon All I see is roses Too many followers and not enough Moses Too many swallowers and posers Middle finger to racism and bigotry Mad love if they hating I rather smoke bigger trees 2Pac in my soul, they rob me if they were Nikes Don't miss respect my New Age n***as I don't take it lightly Cuz you only have half a chance like CHA And you don't know freedom of speech if your words don't make you pay It's like the old western in the hood Win the lotto and give it back to my n***as if I could Cuz n***a I'm Brett Hart of the slums Rather eat crumbs with bums then steaks with snakes So don't judge me if you don't know where I came from And I rather be hated for who I am then be loved for who I'm not The word of Kurt Cobain leave a blood stain Yeah, yeah and in the winter time the block is still hot But y'all don't feel me though Y'all don't feel me though Yeah... And I'm up for dead presidents to represent me And we all got dead homies So you could be what you want to be Aye yo, yo ,yo Niz pa** me that weed Yeah, yeah but y'all don't feel me though Y'all, y'all, y'all don't feel me though Yeah, yeah, Lexx Nova n***a, yeah Shout out to all my new age n***as, all my progressive thinkers And all my people out there being unique and just doing you But y'all don't feel me though, aii cut that sh** cut that sh** Shout out Lucki Ecks, aii cut that sh** haha