Songtext von Distortion

I got a rhyme for the users, those they call losers Those that got bruises, those they call useless Blown they last fuses, fooled but not foolish! I got a rhyme for the homeless, homes that's cold hopeless Stoned and still dopeless, broke like the brokest High and still potent, feel like the dopest Straight from the dirt and hurt but still focused Oopsy-daisy, they call him lazy Amazin crazy, slave wages pays thee Often tossed in, coughed off exhaustion Now here comes distortion! [Chorus] Now here comes distortion {*repeat 3X*} [Rev Run] Girls gone wildin, and profilin 14 but seen on the Island Out for her mans and, they got plans in Three years left with plans for a mansion Credit card criminal, he got a minimum But when he's out he's paid like nine, ten of 'em She got a kid now, he wants abortion Now here comes distortion! [Chorus] [Rev Run] Distortion!