Provoked Lyrics - Singles - Baby Namboos

For all those who wanna analyze me 

For all those who wanna analyze me 

It starts off in the hips 

Move to the lips 

For all those who wanna analyze me 

My mother committed suicide when I was four or five 

I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho 

But I'm not sad or sorry 

'Cause we be tomorrow 

'Cause we be tomorrow 

For all those who wanna analyze me 

For all those who wanna analyze me 

My mother committed suicide when I was four or five 

I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho 

But I'm not sad or sorry 

'Cause we be tomorrow 

Next month, next week 

I guess I'm weak 

I guess I'm weak 

But I'm not sad or sorry 

'Cause we be tomorrow 

Suicide when I was four or five 

Mike-O killed by a psycho 

Sad or sorry, I be tomorrow 

For all those who wanna analyze me 

Starts off in the hips 

Move to my lips 

Starts off in the hips 

Move to my lips 

Train passes where they prosecute 

So be careful where you tread 

It's a land mine baby 

Don't go losing your head 

Just remember our love 

So you won't give up 

If you remember our love 

So you won't give up 

Long gone are the proper sleeves 

To walk by our side 

Long killed are the visionary souls 

Now we're walking blind 

The lies are meant to hypnotize 

And put you in a spell 

Wake up you sleepy heads 

Release yourselves from hell 

You won't give up 

You can't give up 

They made us drink salt water 

Then sell us liberty 

Tell me how can you sell somebody 

What's supposed to be free 

You know the non-contender for the derelict mind 

You starved us baby 

And you're gonna shine 

You starved us baby 

And you're gonna shine 

You starved us baby 

Fuck creation, fuck creation 

Fuck creation, there is no relevance with my life 

All I mean is how to fight 

Producing the goods I'm fit to make sense 

Built with more right 

Especially a thing, self-defense 

A wasted office in my mind 

All the time I've been blind 

Race an objective difficult at times 

Don't know what to do 

Name your Baby Namboo 

Mine's far and away the rest is up to you 

Politicians are destroying 

the dreams of the many 

One can inform our country 

So they don't spend a penny 

Less than our future 

On some posh adventure 

Driving along Concord Lane 

They're looking for adventure 

Pick out the homes and count the best bids 

Pick out the homes and count the best bids 

There's only so much to go around 

And they took the life 

It's not what you're savin' 

It's how much you got 

Pick out the homes and count the best bids 

Hunt the homes and pick out the best bids 

You're on his high and you won't give up 

Your tongue is torn and you won't give up 

Your back is broke and you won't give up 

You're all alone but you're so tough 

You won't give up, you won't give up 

You starved us baby and you cannot shine 

You starved us, baby