Nowhere But Up

We Aint From Life In The Gutter, So They Dont Feel Our Stuff

What You Like To Be Stubborn? What We Aint Real Enough

Cuz We White From The Suburbs And We Write From A Brother's

Raw And Uncut Emotionblazin' A Mic In The Cupboard

You Motherfuckers Make Me Laugh With That Ridiculous Shit

Who Brings It Like Nick-Ity-Split, As Wicked At This?

See These Ballers See A White Boy, Star Kiddin' N Laugh

But Im Like Billy Hoyle Hustlin' Sidney For Cash

And You Just Talkin Loud, You An Imposter Clown

Where'd You Pick Your Style Up? The Fuckin' Lost And Found

Gosh It Sounds Like Youwashed It Down

And Sprinkled It With Sugar Just To Get Your Little Career Off The Ground