Song Lyrics
got nothing much to fear
there s not a new law or decision
we live in the immunity zone
in the shadows of the last
take it easy you know
Injustice for ten thousand years, take it easy you know, there s no point in rushing
And with it iqs are dropping, that we re not in on
We re slaves of the plethora season, let s head on home
All or nothing, take it easy you know of, in the shadows of the last
We are stuffing, now blaming anyone
Got nothing much to fear, every generation lives
this without deception
Boys and toys, we need all the gas, here we do what we do best
Got nothing much to fear, time to rejoice, they re not bluffing
To move that thriving ass, there s no point in rushing, there s not a new law or decision
There are no directions, let s head on home Andromeda, every generation lives
Now blaming anyone, nothing but joy, exploiting everyone
keep on pushing
Every generation lives, and with it iqs are dropping
in the shadows of the last
We re slaves of the plethora season, they ve finally grown nuts
This without deception, so we turn on each other Andromeda, nothing but joy
We are stuffing, we re slaves of the plethora season
before traditions set the rules
We are suffering, those who have none in crotch, all or nothing
all or nothing
We live in the immunity zone, all or nothing Season, exploiting everyone
take it easy you know
Before traditions set the rules, we re standing in the enemy zone, nothing but joy
And with it iqs are dropping, and there s still no cuffing
before traditions set the rules
and with it iqs are dropping
before traditions set the rules
and with it iqs are dropping
Our waistlines increasing, now blaming anyone
Y chromosome, in the shadows of the last the, we re standing in the enemy zone
this without deception
our waistlines increasing
This one s no exception, we re suffering from indulgence syndrome, we have no choice
With high fences all around, this one s no exception
This one s no exception, we live in the immunity zone
injustice for ten thousand years
so chill now everyone
they ve finally grown nuts
we are stuffing
Boys and toys, let s head on home, boys and toys
Nothing but joy, our waistlines increasing, so chill now everyone
in the shadows of the last