Lyrics:
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Let me tell you that's
Dad tax
Dad tax Dad tax
Dad tax
Dad tax Dad tax
Dad tax
Dad tax Dad tax
Dad tax
Dad tax Dad tax
He just search his whole
Action Plan
To give White Trash a 'special break',
Well, they took those Jeezo-bucks and ran
To the bank! To the bank! To the bank! To the bank!
gonna dance all night
I don't wanna pay those taxes, gotta find a way
Tax evasion boogie, gonna dance away
Tax evasion boogie, I got a plan
Tax evasion
Ify don't dull me I no dull and I no fit dull
Life na dice rolling like bicycle tire
Eye no dey qualified to shalaye wetin he see for the grind
Omo no
Shoot first ask questions later seems to be the plan
So if they pull you up you need to understand
They've got that qualified immunity
To kill you with
It's inevitable
I did not know there was a plan
Somewhere a perfect man
I don't believe in the stars
Then you smiled at my pretense
As you broke
Playing the game
Mankind will fall
Feeding all parasites
Filling the wallet that is the plan
How many died? Nobody cares
Tax the food!
Tax the gas!
Tax
qualified to say even if you change your life
There's things in life that never change
Got a lot of college debt and I don't think I wanna pay
I'm not
I'm gonna get my name in lights, my face on every tv screen and then
I'll get myself a job in politics and aim for number ten
I'm sure I'm qualified
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes
Brothers are amused by
encountering tough times through work displacement and underemployment.
The previous administration under President Donald Trump forced through congress tax
found it Was quite hard to love my fellow human
I went against the plan my friend
Because we live in a world and we live in a lie
Because we're living
put in work, and watch my status escalate
You cornballs get stonewalled, blackballed, I own y'all
The veteran, runnin' my plan I'm the better man
put in work, and watch my status escalate
You cornballs get stonewalled, blackballed, I own y'all
The veteran, runnin' my plan I'm the better man
delusions
Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse
As he approached the city center with the skyline in view
There was nothing left to contemplate,
Mortified
I had to sacrifice
To be qualified
You just skated by
I can't empathize
For a week mind
I Put in overtime
Now that's thirty life
I can't shake
a point of view that only can seen by c Woman
c Woman
Sometimes the best man for the job can only be c Woman
She's qualified in every way, She
campaign?
Legalize and tax all drugs, tax the churches, legalize and tax prostitution, and make sure politicians have easy access because they're the ones
gotta come
Up to level me
Tax bills coming heavily
A hole load on my mind
Chest moves for my foes and allies
I break for ties for this
Might
took a stance
God doesn't call the qualified
God qualifies the called!
Jacob was a cheater, Peter had a temper,
Thomas was a doubter, Mat a tax
water delivery man
Going out the window
Now part of his plan
He's the Medieval water delivery man
To shorten up the walk
He fills jugs with sand
He's
up, so no plan on bringing this down
Hey, I don't leave the house without the 40 on my hip, son
That's a side note, just in case you wanna trip, son
But
Expect the unexpected
I realized my worth and
Added tax
My lifestyle too expensive
Had to multiply and invest
And I'm skipping thru
Tax brackets
Got
I just wanna love your mind
But when I got you by the waist
Girl I don't have any plans of letting go
I said you got, me
Feelin, airborne again
I
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