Lyrics:
We are the bums
And we fuck you
We are the bums
And we fuck you
We are the bums
And we fuck you
We are the bums
And we fuck you
Fuck duty
Fucked up
Hey Logic it's Michael from Israel
I'm a really big fan of yours. I love you so much and I love your music
Keep doing what you're doing. Thank you
sorry" but he says it smiling-
"Each man's got his labor and don't I got mine?"
You can call it your labor to ease your conscience
Call it your duty if
Call of Duty is truly the best game, I can
Go and play it all day without no shame
Cuz with
Modern Warfare Two I do the same thing
Playin' all night
Anyway, I was in Israel as a kind of cultural ambassador and there were lots of press conferences scheduled around the performances. The journalists
Here it is
And you can fucking believe
this is everyone's business
Anger is a right bestowed upon you
Now do your duty and use it
Fuck the planet
work
So that's one less income
Now my moms tripping
So that's one more problem
Call of duty
They taught me young
To say fuck it
Cuzzo gimmie the gun
Pop
performing their duties and roles
cnd feminist be like my life my rules
Delivery boy ban k ghar ghar pochata h vo courier
Banana apna career par kar k har ek
véritable armée impériale
Ils ont pillé La plus grande partie des ressources du capital
Parcequ'ils s'inquiètent de leur réserves arrivé à échéance
Un autre
And the shit I love involving in my life
And lie, so what the shit I really deserve?
I gotta think about the people that I reserve
Because this shit was never
fait d'blabla
On sait jamais c'que l'avenir nous réserve
Personne ne joue avec les mêmes cartes
L'âme doit être légère pour qu'on la repêche
J'attrape la
more mil'
Drop on the oppper, then jump on the chopper and go to the Hills
My youngin' go Call of Duty with that chopper and he wanna kill
Yeah,
friends ought to be grateful
A shame to die unwitnessed
Yet cruel to give them hope
Bright, shining our light
We fight together as one
Our duty calls
In
to be my dad"
The old schooler went bad, got mad
And pulled out a gat (BUCK BUCK)
(A gat?) yeah, quadruple OG terminology
Hit him with the Israel Uzi
ain't even gotta tell 'em nothin' to give 'em the word
Put bosses on injured reserve, fuck losses
Put your sister brother mammy and your pa on the curb
They're fine with killing babies they just wanna legalize the toke
Israel getting bombed but they don't want the terrorists getting smoked
My body my choice
Who do you serve?
Who do you serve?
Is it a question of nerve
Or cash in reserve?
c business has clients
To keep self-reliant.
Seek unemployment
Peddling 5s to older lot
Picked up chronic as a reserve spot
I was in the game
Small time
Hit my with change
To turn a blind eye
I changed my ways
Retreated
relax
Counting on a haters
And haters couldn't feed me
Same on the television
Israel and Palestine
Torture got be too much but
The world is so silent
inferior
Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned
Everywhere is war
Me say war
And placed at our disposal
Great reserves of trained
cosiendo cabrones y no sé tejer
Le dibuje una estrella a la corta y me va a proteger
Soy como la Uzi que soy de Israel
Cabrón, yo soy un viejo como Bill
Duty comes to those who love the numbers and the name
So find the State of Israel, find the State of Rome
Crush the fools, in huts of clay, there's
hard to sharpen my sword
Props
Gimme the ones I deserve and put on reserve my future endeavors
Juice
Cause I could jus chuck up the deuce
A dog
like the air force with the corps of the Marines
Taken off ‘active duty’, placed on reserve
Respecting your marriage truly, my faith was deterred
But
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