Post traumatic stress disorder
Your out of order im out of order
Stop wasting quarters on a game
Thats out of order
Cause it just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting killed by gang bangers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
From the office cubicle to your funeral you work and slave
Like an animal for some dimes and nickels just to put food
On the table for some spoiled ass kids and a lazy ass bitch
That aint grateful the game is rigged and fixed it's all a trick
A trap everybody wants to get rich quick entertain act and rap
And all the hoes with fat ass and tits are ig models or strip
Trying to catch a baller thats a simp suck his dick get pregnant
Collect the golden Willy Wonka ticket the shit is wicked a few
Try to stand up to injustice while the rest do nothing about
Party party get high and try to ignore all these leaders are
Crazy and deranged these rich f*cks cant relate to being
Poor behind on rent with no food on there plate it feels
Like there is no escape and its getting harder and harder
To hold on to faith
Post traumatic stress disorder
Your out of order i'm out of order
Stop wasting quarters on a game
That's out of order
Cause it just doesn't matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting shot down by coppers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
The entire world is a grave yard were birds of pray pecking
At the bones every man out for there own the banks are
Taking are homes all the kids are getting stoned the earth
Like the game of thrones instead of dragons its bombs and
Drones fire and brimstone Islamic fundamentalism terrorist
White supremacist everybodys racist the shit is f*cking
Ridiculous being trapped in this broken body is like
Serving a life time prison sentence without walls and fences
Feeling useless helpless and hopeless it just doesn't matter
What the f*ck is the purpose while the leaders finger f*ck the
Planet dry and replace the public with A.I while all the
Have nots just rot and die and rich build bunkers all over
The earth nobody knows why makes you want to break
Down and cry cause they keep feeding us and feeding us
And feeding us and feeding us and feeding us more f*cking Lies
Post traumatic stress disorder
Your out of order i'm out of order
Stop wasting quarters on a game
Thats out of order
Cause it just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting killed by gang bangers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting shot down by coppers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting blown up by soldiers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Cause either way they still gone try to kill us
Either way they still gone try to kill us
Either way they still gone try to kill us
Either way they still gone try to kill us
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Post traumatic stress disorder
Your out of order im out of order
Stop wasting quarters on a game
Thats out of order
Cause it just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting killed by gang bangers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
From the office cubicle to your funeral you work and slave
Like an animal for some dimes and nickels just to put food
On the table for some spoiled ass kids and a lazy ass bitch
That aint grateful the game is rigged and fixed it's all a trick
A trap everybody wants to get rich quick entertain act and rap
And all the hoes with fat ass and tits are ig models or strip
Trying to catch a baller thats a simp suck his dick get pregnant
Collect the golden Willy Wonka ticket the shit is wicked a few
Try to stand up to injustice while the rest do nothing about
Party party get high and try to ignore all these leaders are
Crazy and deranged these rich f*cks cant relate to being
Poor behind on rent with no food on there plate it feels
Like there is no escape and its getting harder and harder
To hold on to faith
Post traumatic stress disorder
Your out of order i'm out of order
Stop wasting quarters on a game
That's out of order
Cause it just doesn't matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting shot down by coppers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
The entire world is a grave yard were birds of pray pecking
At the bones every man out for there own the banks are
Taking are homes all the kids are getting stoned the earth
Like the game of thrones instead of dragons its bombs and
Drones fire and brimstone Islamic fundamentalism terrorist
White supremacist everybodys racist the shit is f*cking
Ridiculous being trapped in this broken body is like
Serving a life time prison sentence without walls and fences
Feeling useless helpless and hopeless it just doesn't matter
What the f*ck is the purpose while the leaders finger f*ck the
Planet dry and replace the public with A.I while all the
Have nots just rot and die and rich build bunkers all over
The earth nobody knows why makes you want to break
Down and cry cause they keep feeding us and feeding us
And feeding us and feeding us and feeding us more f*cking Lies
Post traumatic stress disorder
Your out of order i'm out of order
Stop wasting quarters on a game
Thats out of order
Cause it just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting killed by gang bangers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting shot down by coppers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting blown up by soldiers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Cause either way they still gone try to kill us
Either way they still gone try to kill us
Either way they still gone try to kill us
Either way they still gone try to kill us
Your out of order im out of order
Stop wasting quarters on a game
Thats out of order
Cause it just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting killed by gang bangers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
From the office cubicle to your funeral you work and slave
Like an animal for some dimes and nickels just to put food
On the table for some spoiled ass kids and a lazy ass bitch
That aint grateful the game is rigged and fixed it's all a trick
A trap everybody wants to get rich quick entertain act and rap
And all the hoes with fat ass and tits are ig models or strip
Trying to catch a baller thats a simp suck his dick get pregnant
Collect the golden Willy Wonka ticket the shit is wicked a few
Try to stand up to injustice while the rest do nothing about
Party party get high and try to ignore all these leaders are
Crazy and deranged these rich f*cks cant relate to being
Poor behind on rent with no food on there plate it feels
Like there is no escape and its getting harder and harder
To hold on to faith
Post traumatic stress disorder
Your out of order i'm out of order
Stop wasting quarters on a game
That's out of order
Cause it just doesn't matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting shot down by coppers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
The entire world is a grave yard were birds of pray pecking
At the bones every man out for there own the banks are
Taking are homes all the kids are getting stoned the earth
Like the game of thrones instead of dragons its bombs and
Drones fire and brimstone Islamic fundamentalism terrorist
White supremacist everybodys racist the shit is f*cking
Ridiculous being trapped in this broken body is like
Serving a life time prison sentence without walls and fences
Feeling useless helpless and hopeless it just doesn't matter
What the f*ck is the purpose while the leaders finger f*ck the
Planet dry and replace the public with A.I while all the
Have nots just rot and die and rich build bunkers all over
The earth nobody knows why makes you want to break
Down and cry cause they keep feeding us and feeding us
And feeding us and feeding us and feeding us more f*cking Lies
Post traumatic stress disorder
Your out of order i'm out of order
Stop wasting quarters on a game
Thats out of order
Cause it just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting killed by gang bangers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting shot down by coppers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Getting blown up by soldiers
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
It just doesnt matter
Cause either way they still gone try to kill us
Either way they still gone try to kill us
Either way they still gone try to kill us
Either way they still gone try to kill us
Writer: Douglas Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid