Lyrics:
Confucianist Gas in the air, we be pollutin' it They got a claim, I stay refutin' it I got a message, so I'm transmuting it She got a booty you know that she
my fear of bloody wrists Confucianists asked me how to find bliss, what's the twist? shoot or miss? So I tell them this: SUCK MY DICK BITCH ASS
confucianist rules (shotgun blows) Oblivious in what i do (oh) Deliberate the way i live (shotgun blows) (shotgun blows, shotgun blows, oh, shotgun blows)
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