Lyrics:
kill motherfucker
Kill fuckin' kill fuckin' motherfucker
(Bing bing, bong bong)
"Everything is either owned, or controlled
By the state" (Bing bing, bong
Motherfuckin’ kill
Motherfucker kill fuckin' motherfucker
"Everything is either owned, or controlled
By the state"
"You will do what you're told to do"
So it's
(sending, yeah)
Tryna diss, nigga, I'm offended (uh)
Fendi, nigga, not offended (offended, uh)
Everything owned, not rented (wrong)
Everything owned, not
created
In the background
Orchestrated owned and Operated
By your kind
Your generations still benefit
From our demise
While we die
Looking stupid
It was early springtime when the strike was on,
They drove us miners out of doors,
Out from the houses that the Company owned,
We moved into tents
your men
To corporate prisons, hedge fund owned, by your courts we’re often sent
To serve excessive prison terms, enriching rich white men
So white
about it, he running, he ain't gonna stop
And designers is dropping craze, thanking God for it, he giving us grace
Cartoons black owned, go ring up Ozzy,
to mention the fact,
They were all left behind on the beach.
He came as a Baker; but owned, when too late-
And it drove the poor Bellman half mad-
He
owned, turns out it was on permanent loan
The more I tried to hold it close, the further it would go,
Right before, right before I even stood a chance
In
The tailgate down on a jacked up truck
A ring we earned 'cause we owned that state
A tombstone with my daddy's name
Now, the six string dream on a crazy
politicians, they had preachers
Stable universities, sports leagues and banks
It were best to trade here because in other places you can't
Black owned, from
the phone, spoken flow's flawless vocal phonetics
Are rarely known, never going, gone in global directions
Unless you're owned, call it common cost to open
Businesses and music that's owned, family proud as shit
Having crowds that's big
A hunnit fucking thousand thick
Everyone gon' love us at home
Give us
Weirdos flip and go nuts
Rebel state mentality, say fuck it all it's anarchy
Have no rules I can't hardly be owned, I ain't no property
Working
another fuckin' serpent in my yard, uh
Private property mean nothin' when you owned, yuh
Separation and division watch us die, yuh
Colt .45 would be my
and waiting,
To be owned, to be cherished, to be fucked for the naming.
The public are shocked by the state of society,
But as for you, you're a breath
It was early springtime when the strike was on,
They drove us miners out of doors,
Out from the houses that the Company owned,
We moved into tents
which is titled Under Construction
Under Construction simply states that I'm a work in progress
I'm working on myself
You know, uh, every since Aaliyah
AUTHOR: Sage Francis
"Find God!" exclaimed the man, who lost everything he owned, looking stoned
I groaned back, "Find a jobâ?¦here's
Coyote state of mind
Nothing happened before all that time
In the shadows of a little crate
Changing time and space until it all aligns
Falling down
E'ry time I come around!
I just bought a car!
The nigga Pimp owned it!
I threw some tints on it
He would have loved it, how
I put it down!
Put it
clits be pierced; they body's like Britney Spears
So never will I rape a date
Too many whores on tour, when I'm goin' state to state
My piece in D.C.
know how I put it down, put it down
Every time I come around
Just bought a car, the nigga Pimp owned it
I threw some tints on it, he woulda loved it
prisoners per capita of any nation
From the 1880s onward, 27 US States, including Puerto Rico, operated a system of forced sterilization of women
In Sunflower
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