RATCHET

Who got the beat this time?
Who go the beat beat down?
Tell it, tell it
Who got the beat this time?
Keep it 100

What you gonna show me fam?
What you gonna show me bro?
That ain't been done
You want a word with me?
You want to tell me sumthin?

And tell your bitch to get off my shit
Smoking on that homegrown
You know that I keep it on point

See
I could'a came out tonight
With a flex and a flow
And you know it might
Wanna get fucked up
Wanna get half cut
Gonna make them prang
Get rowdy

Hey yeah
Make a scene
Make it real
Make 'em feel
Hey yeah
Make it loud
Make it proud
Make it count

We go, go ratchet
We go, you better watch yourself
We go, go ratchet
We go, you better watch

Imma let you have your say
But I ain't let you have your way
Imma see Imma
Imma let you have your say
But...

Like it
Don't like it
Don't force
It in the club
Or the street where we owns it
And a 2 shots
And a world of pain
And a 2 shots, and a

Tell your dudes that we get rude
Smoking sour diesel
You know that that shit be so bate

So gimme a rhythm
And I'll step
And I'll go
Kissing your teeth
And I'm vexing bro’s
Rocking your world
Then I jack your phone
And I told them
I said

Hey yeah
Make a scene
Make it real
Make 'em feel
Hey yeah
Make it loud
Make it proud
Make it count

Hey yeah
Make a scene
Make it real
Make 'em feel
Hey yeah
Make it loud
Make it proud
Just make it count

I said make it count
I said make it count
I said make it count

And get ratchet!

Hey yeah
Make a scene
Make it real
Make 'em feel
Hey yeah
Make it loud
Make it proud
Make it count

Hey yeah
Make a scene
Make it real
Make 'em feel
Hey yeah
Make it loud
Make it proud
Just make it count

And just make it count
And get ratchet!

OBSCENE

If you must ask
You were in my heart always
If I did not comfort you or say the right things
You were here every time I looked within

I don't know where I've been
But all I really know is this seems obscene
Forgive me for what you've seen
All I really know is I've been obscene to you
I wish you luck, luck...

I wish you luck
Luck...

Every breath was for you
Even though you won't believe me
And as I walk away
Tears flow in my eyes
We both know that this love was never right

I don't know where I've been
But all I really know is this seems obscene
Forgive me for what you've seen
All I really know is I've been obscene to you
I wish you luck, luck...

I wish you luck
Luck...

I wish you

I wish you luck
Luck...

I wish you

FRENCH EXIT

Let's get it straight
I'm not good with goodbyes
But it was getting kinda dry
Best believe I better bounce
Got one foot out the door
And the other inside
We were running out of money
See you ain't got nothing for me
I wish I could say that at least we had fun
Thanks for the memories
But we know there were none
Matter of fact I was kinda hoping
You would pick up the bill
Don't get it twisted
See, this is how we're living

Get mad, stay mad
Then get even
Use them all up
Leave them bleeding
Don't give a fuck
They're still breathing
Get mad, stay mad
Then get even

Did I... rinse it?
Yes you did
Did I... rinse it?
Yes you...
Yes you did
Did I... rinse it?
Yes you did
Did I rinse?
Yes!

Let's get real
Who's really to blame?
We said we'd do it once [We're slipping through it once]
And never ever again
Is it really so bad if this is the end?
I was never gonna care
You were never gonna change
So dance with your heart
And on top of the game
Don't stop when they're done
Re-enter as you're playin' [we entered to play]
You see, I got a plan that outruns everyone
You done, I'm looking out for number one

Get mad, stay mad
Then get even
Use them all up
Leave them bleeding
Don't give a fuck
They're still breathing
Get mad, stay mad
Then get even

Did I... rinse it?
Yes you did
Did I... rinse it?
Yes you...
Yes you did
Did I... rinse it?
Yes you did
Did I rinse?
Yes!

MONTREAL

The snow is still falling on St. Catherine's
Losing the daytime to faire le goûter
Tony keeps calling, says he wants his money
You're messing with the big boys
Don't you know?
"When are you coming back home?"
Asks Lucille
"I miss you"

But then I tell her that it's not my home anymore
And they've made it perfectly clear

Don't you get lonely all locked in your room
Losing the nighttime to sit and to speak
Tony keeps calling, says "you better be here"
You're messing with the big boys
Don't you know?
"When are you coming back home?"
Asks Lucille
"I miss you"

But then I tell her that it's not my home anymore
And they've made it perfectly clear

CHILDREN OF THE FUTURE

If you're reading this
Then it means we failed
But all hope's not lost
It is not, it is not
If these words ring true
My mulatto brew
It has been foretold
It is yours, it is yours

Yes
(The) children of the future
Yes
(The) children of...
They're the next phase
They're the next stage
They're the next great
They're the next wave
Time is on their side

This is how it grows
It will ebb and flow
So don't lose your knack
Or your heart, or your heart
They will silence you
Try to punish you
You will find the way
In the stars, in the stars

Yes
(The) children of the future
Yes
(The) children of...
They're the next phase
They're the next stage
They're the next great
They're the next wave
Time is on their side

Be all that you can be
Be all we never were
Succeed where we failed
And make them eat it

If you're reading this
Then it means we failed
But all hope's not lost
We will not
Be the last
We will not

X-CUTIONER'S SONG

Tick-tock, sit it out
I'm at the stage in central park
Don't want your words or apologies
You're gonna pay for it
Pay for it

Take back what you stole
I'm sure you meant it all
The world will see what I can do
This is my legacy
And it starts with you

Because you gave me away
Why?
Because you gave me away
Why?

Burnt flesh
Broken bones
They watch the screens as it unfolds
Let me out so I'm not here
You posed the question
This is my reply
Why'd you think I'd let it go
With your 'yes mans' and pay and all?
Well then I ask you
Are you prepared?

Because you gave me away
Why?
Because you gave me away
Why?

Silly Charlie
We caught his fingers in the kitty
Silly Charlie
We caught his fingers in the till

Opened up our eyes
Now we see he's playing both sides

Silly Charlie
We caught his fingers in the till