No Heroes E

Hoppin' boxes, shadows have got my jabs swole. Acting an asshole on the ave when I'm on A dab stroll. They pressing me like ammo to Blend in like camo. But I'ma shine out burning Both sides of the candle. Break you bitches off, I might break you bitches Jaws. I'm burning diesel, hoe, fuck emission laws. I'm still stone cold, pissing frost, born bold. You can gris and cross, but can't twist me 'cause I guess the source. If heroes existed, then One would've took me out before I made more Sons with the same doubts. Everybody getting crushed by the waves. Everybody getting rushed to their graves. Everybody got enough to be saved. But they don't make heroes no more, no more, No more. Everybody getting crushed by the waves. Everybody getting rushed to their graves. Everybody got enough to be saved. But they don't make heroes no more, no more, No more.