i ain't like you
but we breathe the same air
ain't go no trust fund money
got no throne to heir
well you're headed up north
guess i'll stay down south
well, we breath the same air
through different mouths
you think you know it all
how life ain't fair
hows a little danger baby?
i'll run my switchblade through your hair
well you're headed up north
guess i'll stay down south
well, we breath the same air
through different mouths
i guess that makes me an outcast baby
i guess that makes me an outcast
an outcast, in my own world
well we look the same but its the things we do that
show that i ain't like you