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Patrick Roy Bates (29 August 1921 – 9 October 2012), self-styled as Prince Roy of Sealand, was a British pirate radio broadcaster and micronationalist, who founded the Principality of Sealand. more »

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Surprise motherfucker, I'm back in this town
I got a pistol full of bullets, watch me nail this clown
I swear I's down to chillin', now I'm back to bein' a villain
My opposition, yeah I kill em' when I'm in the building

Look, I've been on it for a while, I ain't in it for the fame
Tired of fakin' a smile, now that I'm done with the pain
You motherfuckers really wanted me dead, surprise, surprise
I just got ahead, now I'm takin' this shit to the grave
Now you motherfuckers gotta pay
People think I might be better off dead
You goin' insane, I'm the voice in your head, I'm killin' the game
You spit on my name, get the f*ck off me now, I'm done with the hate
I'm poppin' the pills, just for the thrills, need a house on the hills, let's get this shit down
You makin' me anxious, losin' my patience,I'm so tired waiting, get the f*ck off me now
Been workin' all day, been stayin' up late, I was bound to win, so how could you doubt
I'm losin' my conscience, feelin' impulsive, got me feeling so nauseous, yeah
My thoughts be so haunted, I cannot stop, killers in mosh pits, need some precaution
Now you see I got a million problems, yeah, I can f*ck with that

Surprise motherfucker, I'm back in this town
I got a pistol full of bullets, watch me nail this clown
I swear I's down to chillin', now I'm back to bein' a villain
My opposition, yeah, I kill em' when I'm in the building

Ay, I'm winnin', got some digits in my wallet, I call my plug for the molly
It's either hunt or be hunted, now I'm the most wanted
They got my posters in the office, and I be rollin' some stash
While I be makin' this track, I'm snortin' blow on my mac
Even when I'm losin' my mind, I still always spit facts
Click-clack, see that? You thought I was trash
Now I'm speakin' my mind, y'all be hatin' when I do that
So sit back and relax, my life's a movie with no relapse, yeah
I don't need a gun, y'all thought I was chill?
Now I'm back to bein' a punk, y'all counted me out
When I was crippled by the drugs, now see me rise up to the throne
With my fuckin' foot on the crutch, get it

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