Tristen - No One's Gonna Know lyrics

Praise the moral absentee Ho runs a gang of violent thieves With power many guns retrieve When shooting for the k** A new temptation holds you tight Keeps you putting up a fight A bully underdog could win With bootstraps pulling up his chin The only way to climb to the top Is stepping on heads You're better off dead You were always worth k**ing Just a runner for the show And no one's gonna know Praise the woman bu*tered up Your golden apple shut her up She bats her eyes, now points her toes Perfects the mating ritual Babes are born and she stays by Sings the children lullabies Knowing when your on the run Knowing when to hold her tongue Praise the king on pillow top Who guides the power From generations of upper stations Hard work makes no new relations