We should've fuckin' ran out the backdoor

We'll find another way

We guess this is another fuckin' war

But I can't repent

We all should've ran out the backdoor

We'll find another way

We guess this is justice as my life has been this war

But I can't repent

(?)

I'm still left in you, but don't try to extract

It's a big sets of representations

Well, well, it's what might be left

Feel real right now, no, I'm not even mad

You see, it's a spell of frustration

Without getting mad

My mom should have thought of the fact that

I'm fighting all the way

I guess this is, yes, this is my latest, biggest war

But I am not scared

If my mission's to settle all this score

We'll find another day

Got death on my death

We'll live with this and nothing more

And I will not sleep

And now I'm stuck

And now I'm stuck on the back of the bus

Stuck on the back of the bus

I'm the proudest man, yes I am, yes I am

I'm the proudest one, I'm the proudest man

I'm the proudest man

I will take my stand at the back of the bus

And I'll stand, oh yes I will, I swear I will

Come try me

Come try me, dare you to

And I'll say, where's your fuckin' pride?

Take your fucking seat

On the back of the bus

Ha

Where's, where's the seat?

Yeah

Where's your pride?

Where's your seat?

Oh, there it is

Where's your pride?

Where's the seat?

Oh, oh, there it is

Oh, there it is

Where's your pride? Where's your seat?

Oh, there it is

Look, you can take your pride and take your seat

Or get puffed from under the seat

Save me, will they pray for me? Will they pray for me now?

Save me, will they pray for me? Will they pray for me now?

I'm still left in you, but don't try to extract

It's a big sets of representations

Well, it's all might be left

Feel real right now, no, I'm not even mad

You see

They said that no one fucks Jason, without getting bled

How much motherfuckin' pullin'? Shit, nigga