"Shells" as written by and Mathangi Arulpragasam Thomas Pentz....
Shells on the floor
The writing’s on the wall
Bullets in your store
Says I’m hunting for you all

Fell for the dope
I’m harvesting my hope
Shipping out speed boats
So we’re not broke

Coca-cola floats
The stock market broke
Somewhere in Angola we’re still craving for a goat

Send me a post
Yeah, send me something you wrote
School of the hard knocks
We don’t like to boast

Go down the road
Their cars are all on show (?)
Boys fighting laws
Got their AK’s on show

Kids playing ball
They grow up like they know
Wanna make that gold
Just to have something to show

(?)
Bandanas and hoes
Freedom costs money and they’re feeling really bored


Vitamins are low(?)
And vitamins high(?)
Butin' out shots
On rings and chicken pie

Shells on the floor
The writing’s on the wall
Bullets in your store
Says I’m hunting for you all

Fell for the dope
I’m harvesting my hope
Shipping out speed boats
So we’re not broke

Why you gotta make me out like this?
Why you gotta make me out like this?
I never wanted none of this shit
Why you gotta make me out like this?
I never asked for none of this shit
Why you gotta make me out like this?

Talking about, talking about but but but
I’d rather talk about moi


Lyrics submitted by kstemz

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    General CommentA few lyrics corrections:1. instead of why you gotta make me out like this? -- it should be "why you gotta make me act like this?". 2. the last section should say talking about talking about war war war I'd rather talk about moi.
    benk0202on December 23, 2008   Link
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    General Commentalso second verse should say -- field full of dope, not "fell for the dope"
    benk0202on December 23, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThe correct lyrics are:



    "Shells on the floor
    The writing’s on the wall
    Bullets in your store
    Says "I’m hunting for you all"

    Field full of dope
    I’m harvesting my hope
    Shipping out speed boats
    So we’re not broke

    Coca-cola floats
    The stock market broke
    Somewhere in Angola we’re still craving for a goat

    Send me a post
    Yeah, send me something you wrote
    School of the hard knocks
    We don’t like to boast

    Go down the road
    Their cars are all in snow
    Boys fighting laws
    Got their AKs on show

    Kids playing ball
    They growing like they know
    Wanna make that doe
    Just to have something to show

    Buy Tees and Gold
    Bandanas and hoes
    Freedom costs money and they’re feeling really bored

    Vitamins are low
    Amphetamines high
    Busting out shots
    Onion rings and chicken pie
    Shells on the floor
    The writing’s on the wall
    Bullets in your store
    Says "I’m hunting for you all"

    Field full of dope
    I’m harvesting my hope
    Shipping out speed boats
    So we’re not broke


    Why you gotta make me act like this
    Why you gotta make me act like this
    I never wanted none of this shit
    Why you gotta make me act like this
    I never asked for none of this shit
    Why you gotta make me act like this

    Talking about, talking about war war war
    I rather talk about moi
    Talking about, talking about war war war
    I rather talk about moi
    Talking about, talking about war war war
    I rather talk about moi
    Talking about, talking about war war war
    I rather talk about moi
    Talking about, talking about war war war
    I rather talk about moi "
    60.10on January 02, 2009   Link
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    General CommentI'm pretty sure the line's "the cars are rolling slow," not "the cars are all on show."
    lightningpirateon January 25, 2009   Link

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