Washington Redskins

Lyrics for Washington Redskins

They love they skins Negroes and white men Agree he can jump out the gym Out on a limb if you assuming we're friends Assume nothing, be better off in the end Buried where the Potomac bend Harpers Ferry tides blood rimmed Fight for Old DC, write tight eulogy Houses underwater in PG and what rough beast Slouches towards Northeast to be born The Quickening From podiums, madmen heap scorn, wild-eyed bickering The best lack all conviction The worst claim: "It was written" Judge said, "Nigga, listen" Then it was off to debtor's prison Still caught the game, dayroom television Blood feud, crude weapon, water drawn, wood hewed No new news, sky bruised, sour amuse bouche Dour delta blues, blunt-stained tooth Sold it 'til it sold out Sold the house Soul long since sold So it's no doubt Sold it 'til it sold out Sold the house Soul long since sold So it's no doubt Sold it 'til it sold out Sold the house Soul long since sold So it's no doubt Sold it 'til it sold out Sold the house Soul long since sold So it's no doubt Homemade fade, Starter blue and maize Shirt had a Bart Simpson phrase Copped weight outside RFK Run off blocks like the counter-trey Still, where there's a will, there's a way Time capsule, raw pepper spray haze One way or another, all debts get paid Told the brother, all bullets is strays Silver Spring Metro, waitin' on that Y8 Sippin' petrol, waitin' for that heat to break Sitting by the AC in the Ethiopian place Best case scenario; looking at 8-8 Look out the window; errything changed Nostalgia; Apartheid era street names Now you got skin in the game Sold it 'til it sold out (sold it 'til it sold out) Sold it 'til it sold out (sold it 'til it sold out) Sold it 'til it sold out