NIKHEDONIA
You Wouldn't Run Over a Cripple
[Verse]
You wouldn’t download a house
You wouldn't run over a cripple
You wouldn't emotionally abuse women
You wouldn't be Connor Edwards
You wouldn't blow up the World Trade
You wouldn't eat my sandwich
You wouldn't break an amp
You wouldn't steal my money
You wouldn't adopt an autistic
You wouldn't reuse “Bing”
You wouldn't beat a dead horse
You wouldn't beat your kids
You wouldn't Robin Hood a child
You wouldn't buy a PS3
You wouldn't, mango chunks
You wouldn't go to war with Russia
You wouldn't be racist to a n***a
You wouldn't say “N***a”
You wouldn't talk to my mother
You wouldn't, it’s-a me, Mario
You wouldn't listen to this song
You wouldn't buy this album
You wouldn't piss off Genius
You wouldn't use TuneCore
You wouldn't structure a song
You wouldn't punch a giraffe
You wouldn't peel a mattress
You wouldn't headbutt your nan
You wouldn't your mom gay
You wouldn't, no, you
You wouldn't release a sixty track album
You wouldn't, ooh ah-ah-ah-ah
You wouldn't eat that cardboard
You wouldn't live in a homeless
You wouldn't wouldn’tly wouldn’t wouldn’t
You wouldn't smoke a gun
You wouldn't fire a cigarette
You wouldn't shoot a faggot
You wouldn't stab your teacher
You wouldn't pump up them kicks
You wouldn't make money off this song
You wouldn't scree
You wouldn't, Milli Walker’s dog
You wouldn't own a pair of arms
You wouldn't be a salty cunt
You wouldn't pickpocket a dog
You wouldn't kill a snake
You wouldn't reference a song
You wouldn't give up on your band
You wouldn't lie about giving up on your band