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stupidity
or we are going to be trampled by
the march of the dumbs

Maybe it's not too late,
we can change our fate
We must join our forces
and stop
the march

When you savor this bitter dust
cnd this is all you know and trust
It is easy to convey
That we pay in dismay for this game to obstruct

Blown by

not a soul ever wins by playing small

Once I stood on a mountain

Reflecting, on who to be

Yes, we all have our own mountains to climb, to climb

already gone
Where no one would dare
When we march into battle
You're already there

When the darkness is all we see
And were held back by the enemy
You've

down now, yea
I get so sick of you running your mouth
You lie through your teeth and won't hear me out
I'll say it again' you think you'd learn by now

Unless you assimilate you never considered great
Demonstrate speech from your birth place you can't race
Disgraced by false handshakes, these punk rap

feeding on my tree
I'm saying listen to me 

Live by the code fuck the snakes, love the Queens 
Steer clear of the reptilians feeding on me 
Like they say

I aint tryna go back
I aint tryna go back
We back again
I aint tryna go back (Living under this rock)
Look everything I do I do alone now(by myself)

Choose to forget and don't forgive
Chose to regret and forgot to live
We're encircled by our own circling
Tangled by our own entanglement
We're circling

Shit I've been smokin
Like Oscar the grouch
Foot on the gas
I've been workin, no slouch
Got off my ass
Had to get off the couch
I'm in my bag
Like

im anything to go by
You asking
No why
Just passing wind as I go by
Deny my attempt at masking the farting
You got big nose roxanne steve martin
Sunny

they'll sleep on the couch
Threw up in a trashcan like Oscar the Grouch

Lenny writing on a letter to old Santa Claus
Come check out the best scene got

THINK MYSELF TO BE, OH!
THEY GROUCH ABOUT ME
MAKING NASTY GUSTY BLARES
IN A WAY I'M NOT SO DUMB
BUT I WISH
I COULD BE SMARTER THAN NOW
I'M READY TO USE

an Oscar
Cause we made a grouch

Mad cause I'm fucking his bitch on his couch

I would be mad too

Mad cause we popping we getting you canceled

Spit  like

the grouch
Best go get that stick out your ass!
My raps top of its class,
“The realest” on my epitaph,
Smile in the severance, 
Secular passage,
I'm my own

Detained by two cops
Their energy fictitious
Looking for a victim
My car became her selection
Her mind was infected
You're brainwashed
You work for the man

Can you, can you feel me now
When your body is engulfed in the flames
And your wrist is cuffed by some chains
And you're fucked up cause you drank
Do

hiding? It's inconvenient, but I've been biding my time
Thinking that I've been sliding by, trying to cover up my crimes
Committed against humanity,

on the couch
I feel like Oscar the Grouch
Cuz I found ya stash where ya keep it
She let me nut in her mouth
I ain't had to pay no fees
Ain't too many niggas

Ain't nobody in the room high as me
All by myself but I'm seeing 3's
All em' say you wanna be like me
Michael Jordan Jackson Tyson
All em' say you wanna

the spirit's coming to get me

I'm being followed by the ghost of Christmas past
I'm being scolded for my cheer that didn't last
He won't stop chasing me until I

rhythm falters 
How do I still march on?
And when the waves crash over me
How do I stand strong?
I've been battered by the storms 
Within me too long
Too

I have a 2.5 percent
More of a chance of
Getting shot
By a cop
Than my white counterpart
Then we want to counter
The shots
With a nonviolent march

While the cops on the street put your hands in cuffs on your knees begging please
Profiled by the beast, if your skin ain't bleached be discreet or get