Lyrics:
I just did it for my R.O.D.
I just did it for my R.O.D.
I just did it for my R.O.D.
I just did it for my R.O.D.
Bitch go get a fucking job
I ain't
society
As a control mechanism
Which systematically divided the subjects first individually
And then as a collective
From now on
Any person or object
Unplug the mainframe and rip out the wires
No one is safe here where systems conspire
Remove all software
All tools too
Destroy the mechanisms before
the spectacle, the grand social circus.
*
Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives
The things we have to offer sometimes seem so frail.
it and that's for real.
Gotta protect my soul better for me and you
Trauma could take control thats how I'll damage you
Gotta protect my soul better
rather rock the Sea-Dweller
The hit mechanism of my chromaticism is in such a chord
That the watch too nice for me to drive a fucking Honda Accord
My time
decomposing
Blood staining concrete coursing
Drive by in the street, and they trap, we move discreet
Say you control a tech team, acting out like some FMV game
rod
Hit the gymie natural booty cuz the surgery de fraud
Oh my God
Oh my God
She got booty pop poppin'
And you know she not stoppin'
Till the bass stop
circuit
You make me lose control
It's automatic
You push my buttons
See-e-e-e how I work it
I-I-I-I get what I want
Like it or not
I'll be your
go on tours on banana bus
D. O. same m.o., drive through bricks
Chicken shotty, that ass make me lie to my bitch
Word to god doc throw more lines then
hoes affendin us
We're special eders go on tours on banana bus
D. O. same m.o., drive through bricks
Chicken shotty, that ass make me lie to my bitch
Staten Island is where I'm at
Y'all amateurs act like hoes offendin us
We're special eders go on tours on banana bus
D. O. Same m. O., drive through
another joint and then pretend like everything's alright
I've never been one for a healthy coping mechanism
So I guess that you could just call me
another joint and then pretend like everything’s alright
I’ve never been one for a healthy coping mechanism
So I guess that you could just call me
maneuvers to this goal you say that you'll achieve
Your words no longer carry weight to make me believe
Defense mechanism accentuates your failures
Nothing
two ideologies
Imperialism and American exceptionalism
Imperialism is the foreign drive behind this conflict
Whereas American exceptionalism is our
(Sexual attraction is confusing, maddening, euphoric, even dangerous.
It drives people to extreme behavior, even unspeakable crimes.
The beating
Aye, I need a doctor
Cause I been actin' sickly with that chopper
Coolin' through the city with them shottas, baby
My life a movie, this shit drive
drive the whip like I stole it
Only make moves not spoken
Rollin rollin
Pop a whole molly she rollin
Girl grown cant control her
Never love a hoe thats
and feelin so grown
Key in ignition, I'm whippin, I'm spinnin right out of control
I don't need permission, I get it, I'm spittin straight to your soul
There's
whipping fucking up all the pans
Back to back im rolling swisher leafs like I dont give a damn
No one aint like me
Hop in the coupe and I drive that bitch in
getting high on the low with yo bitch (high)
Drinkin' hen while I drive I'm control the whip (skrrt, damn)
I wouldn't try this at home (nah), I got
Over and over again
You walk in the house, clothes come off
Stroke on this rod until you get me off
Choke you while you come and take it off
Then I
drive, I'm auto matic
Ain't listenin' to demos
Especially not 'cratics
These niggas panic like we at the disco
I got a simple plan for you
We should rage
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