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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Transplants
Transplants
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
R. Aston
R. Aston
Songwriter
T. Armstrong
T. Armstrong
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
D.J. D.J.
Nobody move
Nobody get hurt, they said
Make one wrong move, man you'll wake up dead
I exercise my lyrical style instead
All the while you're dead, and gone, and forgotten
I said, "Awe, are they gonna come back for you?"
Nah ah, the story's sorry but true
Lord if you really want him to go
No oh you're so god  damn cold
[Verse 2]
We're gonna make it on our own
We don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you yeah
We're gonna make it on our own
We don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you
Watch me now
[Verse 3]
You got your ear to the street, then this Bud's for you
You got my name in your mouth, then this slug's for you
Shotgun, fast lane, on the highway to hell
Sherm sticks, all cans, and the powder that sells
Just trying to have something and you sit back and laugh
I'm a grab something I'm a get in that ass
We came too far now no way we can fuck
Wanna drop me gotta kill me only way I'm a stop
[Verse 4]
We got 808 subwoofers in the trunk
Around the world with the Rancid punks
This is for the misfits, the freaks, and the runts
Fuck the mother fucker backstabbing cunts
Ride's getting rough, so I know I better buckle
P-u-n-x tattooed on my knuckles
Hey man, you keep the shackles 'cause I am free
[Verse 5]
We're gonna make it on our own
We don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you yeah
We're gonna make it on our own
We don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you
Watch me now
[Verse 6]
We're gonna make it on our own
We don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you yeah
We're gonna make it on our own
We don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you
[Verse 7]
I heard you're losing your mind shit, I been lost mine
But I still stay focused through good and bad times
Compare your worst fucking day to my best fucking night
Bet my last red cent that you couldn't stand the sight
From loss of loved ones, to life of drug funds
They counted me out, from what? I'm not done
Give me a chance to shine, and I'm a blind the world
Take a stand and be the voice of those who cannot be heard
[Verse 8]
We're gonna make it on our own
We don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you yeah
We're gonna make it on our own
We don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you
Watch me now
Written by: R. Aston, T. Armstrong
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