Drill Sargeant Preservation - N.E.R.D.
Drill sergeant I don't work for you
I'm not going to war (I'm not going to war)
I'm a cashier wielding books
I work at the Barnes & Noble store (Barnes & Noble store!)
You must think you're Orson Welles and this is 1954
You don't understand Liberty until
Someone speaks for yours (someone speaks for yours)
Shame on you
Singing 'serve your country' while I'm young
Mixing my mind up, handlig guns
Bye bye mom and dad and all
Just in case there is failure
I could be blaming you
But I got something tell ya
Aim on you
Level their buildings, destroy their soil
Did you finally figure where to run that oil, f**k it
Why cry if man should die?
When there's probable failure or
I could just aim on you
But I got something to tell ya
Hate when they call me superstar
Do I look like a superstar?
Yet unreachable and very far
Ever noticed I'm right here wit' ya'll?
I cover my face because they do not need to see
I ain't no gangsta or no thug, I am just being me
The world smells of drama
So I cover up my nose
The faces like film leavin' out too long, gets overexposed
Getting praised by magazines
From the girlfriends in my clothes
I hope they still love me when I shun away cause I am afraid to blow
(Well!) WAR WE'LL GIVE!
(We'll be rocking this) BANDANNA!
(Well!) So you
CAN'T SEE SH*T!
Now the fear of blowing up
Definitely takes it's toll
It sends it's demons down to your mind to take control
If it thinks it's got my mind
It better think again
I got the pleasure of the piano and this powerful pen
But you (You!)
You want fifteen minutes to shine, what's your concept?
What's so interesting? What's your desire?
Soon as you get your cover story
And your precious headlines
So sorry, so sorry, so sorry
They'll just f**k you from behind
Well! WAR WE'LL GIVE!
We'll be rocking this BANDANNA!
Well! You/So You
I don't wanna blow up
I'm smiling cause I know
All the pieces that make me me will glisten from my soul
My self-esteem is not a fake
It comes from within
Come and take a picture
I'll sign whatever you want my friend
Still.. (Still..) Still..(Still..)
We'll be rocking this BANDANA!
I Had Enough