Lost Generation Lyrics - Cadillactica - Big K.r.i.t.

I wish we could stay to see what happens 

We have to let them find their way, but we will create again 

Came back like the Mack, Caddy cut dime in the back 

Eight track slap off the rack, I have to relapse 

Po' of the fo' out the tap, break a pro back 'til it snap 

She lives in my lap, eager to give up her snatch 

Still on the prowl for my match 

The milk and the honey, it's all about the love of the money 

Space age pimp was adept, that's after the fact 

Land and I make contact, destroy if they give their bomb back 

Prepare for combat, peace and love still beyond that 

Share the win with my comrades, that's actual fact 

Odd, but they actually lack at the peak of impact 

Where the soul and mind is attached 

Stars will align on the map, my plan of attack 

For the lost generation 

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This ain't meant to be preached on 

This here meant to be teached on 

I know that you ain't got much time 

I promise this rhyme won't take long 

You need it in your life like you need a better job 

Like you need another hobby 

Instead of waiting in the lobby, with the soft and the hard 

Until the police holla copy, freeze 

I know how it get when you ain't got shit to flush 

And them balloons you bought getting bust 

Cause everybody want mo' than what they really say so 

You don't know who to trust 

On the outside looking in of the Beamer, Bentley, Benz 

Dreaming about the backseat 

But you don't know what the driver had to do just to pass by you 

That's if you ask me 

So, shawty, don't do the dash on 'em 

I hope you never crash on 'em 

Photos 

What good is flashin' or livin' the fastest 

If you in a casket? I couldn't imagine 

My mama hanging over me crying 

Cause my soul is too young to let go of me 

I'm saying what I gotta 

Cause the club songs ain't saving my partner 

Came back like the Mack, Caddy cut dime in the back 

Eight track slap off the rack, I have to relapse 

Po' of the fo' out the tap, break a pro back 'til it snap 

She lives in my lap, eager to give up her snatch 

Still on the prowl for my match 

The milk and the honey, it's all about the love of the money 

Space age pimp was adept, that's after the fact 

Land and I make contact, destroy if they give their bomb back 

Prepare for combat, peace and love still beyond that 

Share the win with my comrades, that's actual fact 

Odd, but they actually lack at the peak of impact 

Where the soul and mind is attached 

Stars will align on the map, my plan of attack 

For the lost generation 

Nigga, we ain't lost 

This the bitch I'm a boss generation 

(For the lost generation) 

Nigga, we ain't lost 

This is xans got me nodding off generation 

(For the lost generation) 

Nigga, we ain't lost 

This the puttin' candy in my cough generation 

(For the lost generation) 

Nigga, we ain't lost 

You can find me jumping off the porch generation 

(For the lost generation) 

For that, KRIT, let's kill these niggas 

You got skills to help build these killers (killers) 

Take the murder rate even higher (higher) 

And take a nigga bitch in the process 

Turn the whole thing into a contest 

My nigga fuck this mic 

We should be fucking with MIC 

Military industrial complex 

And we can get rich, nigga, fuck showing love 

They ain't listening to us 

They ain't playing this bitch in the club 

So let's get paid, turn these motherfuckers into slaves 

School is for lames, man, these niggas join gangs 

Fuck Martin Luther King, nigga, fuck change 

Fuck peace, I want a chain 

With Jesus on the end of that bitch like BLAM! 

Fuck peace, I want a plane 

Fill that bitch with cocaine 

And make these bitches move their booties 

And help these niggas make their movies 

Talk these niggas into their graves 

And talk these hoes out their coochies 

Came back like the Mack, Caddy cut dime in the back 

Eight track slap off the rack, I have to relapse 

Po' of the fo' out the tap, break a pro back 'til it snap 

She lives in my lap, eager to give up her snatch 

Still on the prowl for my match 

The milk and the honey, it's all about the love of the money 

Space age pimp was adept, that's after the fact 

Land and I make contact, destroy if they give their bomb back 

Prepare for combat, peace and love still beyond that 

Share the win with my comrades, that's actual fact 

Odd, but they actually lack at the peak of impact 

Where the soul and mind is attached 

Stars will align on the map, my plan of attack 

For the lost generation 

Nigga, we ain't lost 

This the bitch I'm a boss generation 

(For the lost generation) 

Nigga, we ain't lost 

This is xans got me nodding off generation 

(For the lost generation) 

Nigga, we ain't lost 

This the puttin' candy in my cough generation 

(For the lost generation) 

Nigga, we ain't lost 

You can find me jumping off the porch generation 

(For the lost generation)