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Sir Joseph.
When I was a lad I served a term
As office boy to an Attorney's firm.
I cleaned the windows and I swept the floor,
And I polished up

Just one hundred years before their civil war, thirteen British colonies banded together as one nation to wage war against the world’s top naval

rawest, yo we're British aware
Who get money shoot dice in his fortress
Mocknecks and stragglers, eightball jackets the hagglers
Of the rap game, post up

Denge postt, we get the post
Post office, A1 parrallel
She want the benz, she go gbekelemes ,
Mess, mess, mess, mess

I dip, dip, haha, pull out
Begin

And medals gleam in the candle light
On the chests of the ex-commanders of the forces

An ageing couple in their grief
Come forward bow and lay their wreath in

7/ 10/19 - ABSOLUTE FINAL - REVISED PER POST PRODUCTION

Set: White House / Oval Office - President Roosevelt behind his desk; music plays

you fingers in government coffers
The western world’s waving puppets
Driven by greed and profits
We’re electing thieves in office
For years all

Alan Dershowitz
Jack Posobiec from Guantanamo to office of naval intelligence
To rebel media by Ezra Levant a far right zionist
All connected on infowars

carrying the force of the Dragonking like Jessy
I make 3 phone calls I get the situation messy
Mr. rapper and producer
I control the beat like Jonathan

I am world wide baby
Wow wow wow wow, ma je ke mi shesin yeah
Ele te po ni office yeah yeah
Add me to your block list yeah yeah
Me I no dey force

Observe and Report
Respond in retort

Words said out of context could be turned
Fact check everything you've never learned
Waste time in an office

post

I'm only trusting the frisbees I keep close
I stay rockin' glizzies on my coat
It ain't never a mystery of who's GOAT
Ten thousand likes

Cam and em
Wasn't round when them atm's we was jamming em
Them 10k mornings 
In the post office scrambling
Cashing MOs 
Wit my freedom I was gambling

lonely chaps'

No post office, no telephone box
Communications gone
It's a lively conversation
With participant of one

No cat or dog just passing

Wonder why I’m Anti-social
I just act like I don’t know you
Opportunist gotta invoice artist prob before they post you
Can’t put you on but I can

start listening
Like a ghost in god body with melanin glistening
Let me tell you it's tragic, try to step where the front of my air force ones be
Want

the pictures right
At the front door
Leia’s in a bikini we’re children no more

Anticipation enough of this waiting
I cannot wait for this force awakens
Inside

about food, justice, and hoop scores
Put on my Jordan's this morning without a shoe horn
Played a couple games, then debated the use of brute force

Aloha, tell your children drop the soda
Listen to Yoda, as he teaches you the force and the forza
Within yourself if you're willing to find it
And if

down all the mail and the post
Suppress all our freedom then say that community don't even turn out to vote
Look, I get it, I'm csian, I'm jaded
System

rather just see somebody
Then force it upon myself
I'd rather just get a feeling
Then waste time with someone else
I always knew that you'd run off with

Shadowy figures exalted with incense
Feel more like faces on post office walls
A young mind can be built
Blind trust won't be ceded
Until you're 16

whomever they please to be
But all that it seems to me
Is they're fucking stoney
They'll get jobs at the post office
Mrs. Claus the receptionist
She's really

service

The post office started
Takin' mail privileges
Of magazines who printed anti-war sentiments
A Socialist named Fairchild had it right
He said that,