Lyrics

In a land where talking grand

Can often grant a chance to go ride that wave

We been rocking it often and

I want the plan to popularize that name

But we move with the common man

Trying to keep a little contraband

Morse code on pots and pans

Stop to stand a plot that will not be changed

Gotta set a vibe and let it get through

These critics lie to then affect you

They been dead inside and they let it ride

To be verified by the next crew

We don't sip that flavor no

The gimmicks lamer labor is greater so

You can keep that fame in the vapor bro

We want more than a taste of the fate you hold

We don't want that

Black lemonade!

Sell your soul for all this gold

Until you find your way

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