Hey ho, hey ho, hey ho, hey ho, hey ho
Well I'm a crazy upsetter (driving me insane)
Yea I'm a street wise professor (who am I to blame?)
Now if you listen to the record (do you feel the same?)
Well it don't get any better (going backwards again)
Whoa swing your fists, whack stitches in the face
F*ck ups on me I feel sorry I work here
Never been like them with this society
Life protects me feeling the finality
Now my guns are blazin'
Bloodclot I can see three sixty
Now my guns are blazin'
Pick it back up and start it all over again
Hey ho, hey ho
Well I'm a bad motherfucker (driving me insane)
So don't you even bother (who am I to blame?)
Cause when I listen to the record (do you feel the same?)
And it don't get any better (going backwards again)
I read your words, I read your banner of hope
Well I kick my way in it seems to piss you all off
Well I try to shut the gates the walls are fading
I climb from the depths of hell I'm escaping/unscathed
Now my guns are blazin'
Bloodclot I can see three sixty
Now my guns are blazin'
Pick it back up and start it all over again
Hey ho, hey go
Now my guns are blazin'
Bloodclot I can see three sixty
Now my guns are blazing
Pick it back up and start it all over again
Bloodclot
Oh yeah
Well I can see three sixty
I can see all around me
Ah yeah
Nah na na nah nah
Hey ho, hey ho, hey ho
Nah na na nah nah
Well I can see three sixty
Hey ho, hey ho!
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