Lyrics:
Surfin' on WallStreetBets
I'm tryna get well fed and paid
Wagie pushed me back to the edge
Institutions marked me a threat
Yea the SEC and Fed, AML
fuckin bought it (yeah)
So much money on my ass, IRS is bouta audit (no way)
But I wont let them get no guap the mob is aready onnit (hell yeah)
the hillside
I shoulda stayed in another altered state
Sieve my time away
Should I decide to rearrange it
Should I become the one that made up his mind
Sieve my
two agreed to join the rest if an audit would begin
But after they agreed to this, the promise was a lie
No audit was forthcoming no matter the outcry
of lockdowns and restrictions
Written off in return for handing their assets
To the state or more precisely the financial institutions
Helping to drive this
revolution
It ain't need no institution
It's a love revolution
Movin' out from a state of confusion
It's a brand new nation
It's a brand new groove
intelligence merely requires agreement and compromise.
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The boundaries are becoming narrower as the State becomes more paranoid.
Under authoritarian
full of problems and a damn need to find the cause
Cross over lines
The alternative state of mind
Alternative state of mind
Don’t live a single day
lawn, while you watering
Pay the fine, audit him and shit on your lawn again
D.O.C. get it, C.O.D., my hood
P.O.P., nigga, N.J. deep, baby
Jersey
state
Do you need authority for your own security?
Now of fear, you clench your fist
Come to our institution which we call "Police"
Come to the façade
Real nigga files (Hell yeah)
Project files (Yes sir)
(Everything 1k, dawg, yeah)
(Institution, for real man)
(You gotta stand firm, dawg
You gotta
like EA
Her heart getting eternally taken
She know I wanna kick it, Bruce Lee, Tekken, yo
Rather not state what we already obviously know
Sorry but I'm
If we're not pledged by officials of state
Past promises ring empty
Archaic institution, chains of God and law torn away from our hearts
By the sexual
is worse
Ever heard of a king in a church no
Coz the man knows enough
They told us to focus on length and not girth
They told us to separate state from
streams, crack your shoulder wing
Def Squad decoder ring, psychopath bordering
My dogs shitting on your lawn, while you watering
Pay the fine, audit him
my anger?
Ironically, my honesty might make me enemy of state
I trust that God'll use my pen to draw his face
Still got my pistol on my waist
If
until the sun dries out
So now I bring the audit on this hip-hop game
Were too many loose artists be gaining change
Disengaging the game and firing shots
my sins later
When I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside native
It's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everyday
See me load the AK, watch 'em
will pay for my sins later
When I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside native
It's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everyday
See me load the AK,
makin' me cum then make her buy me some rum
I got the town ho-infested, you seen 'em
Invested in prostitution turned it into an institution
Well be far be
it into an institution
Well be far be it from me, to advertise my enterprise
All I'm sayin man, my street shit is organized
I got it franchised,
it into an institution
Well be far be it from me, to advertise my enterprise
All I'm sayin man, my street shit is organized
I got it franchised,
the lie is the truth
Now the truth is like a weapon inna them institution
Make a plan and get away fight the fight don't wait till another day
No
institutions exercised
A large degree
Of independence from the state
And confederations of labor
Sometimes took over the role of government
In their respective
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