Lyrics:
attention leave
To a direction that clears my dream
When I put em on DND
Why I keep hearing em ring my peace
Sound of the feds
Sound of the feds on me
Sound
Askin' "where the juug at?" to impress me
Askin' "where it's at?" only upsets me
You sound like the feds, homie
And the world don't respect you
The foundation was not able
Aaah, aaah (aah, aah)
I can't stand it
No, baby
Oh, believe me
One more heartache
Is too much load
I'm fed up with the heartache
One
Federal Reserve 1913
Congress lost control a move unseen
Printin' money borrowing at a cost
Debt and inflation the nation lost
The Fed's game control
up
In a strange bed romance
One more time for me
You are the young things fed on garbage and lies
Please one more time for me
You are the young
Shit, shit, we got the feds watchin
Yo
Shit, shit, we got the feds watchin
Yo
Shit, shit, we got the feds watchin
We got the feds watchin
We got
you're crazy, maybe
Stop sending letters
Letters always get burned
It's not like the movies
They fed us on little white lies
I think you're crazy, maybe
I fed you gold while I drank the poison
It's gold
Get along now
Time is inside me
Times are turning
the heart
Mystic with no peace, back here in the east
Fed up to the teeth, mystic of the east
I was deep in the heart of down
Deep in the heart
I'm 2Pac
My lil' cousin duckin' feds, ridin' with two choppas
And when you matchin' head to toe, they say you too fly
Got a bandana 'round my head,
the one to give her what she needs
Kentucky gambler, who's gonna raise your children in Kentucky
Who's gonna keep them fed and keep shoes on their feet
And who is to be fed, be fed
I ain't got no time to waste on you, no, no
I'm a livin' man, I got work to do
Right now
This man and that man
Yes
(Dolly Parton)
We might have slept in a rail yard or camped by the river bank
We fed ourselves from the fruit of the land
And quenched our thirst
apprentice he gave me some credit
He fed me a line and I'll probably regret it
I don't want you to be alone down there
To be alone down there, to be alone
Ah.
He fed them with the finest wheat
And satisfied them
With honey from the rock
Thrilled by the bloodshed
Revel in
Violent instinct satisfied
Human nature, tragedy-fed, gratified
Old hunter
Staring at the game
On one's ruin
Delight,
then jump, If you wanna jump then jump
If you wanna jump then jump
Do it! Do it! Do it already
Piss your fucking pants
Fed up ! Fed up! Fed up
Fed up !
catchin' the fed charge
I knew less about who Chesimard
Although I'm Pablo Escobar
Thinkin' I was the last one Allah would lay his blessings on
I was
head's goin' wild
'Cause you been on
My mind for a while
I can't get down
My head's goin' wild
Imma go and bang my shit against the wall I'm fed up
(Wild)
thunder?
Oh what a mighty dread
Who flashes like lightning?
Oh what a mighty dread
Who let the hungry be fed?
Oh what a mighty dread
Suffer not
a little something
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting
Dead up too many crews be fronting
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting
Get up I'll break
They shot his movie
They fed him to the angels
(Bloodsuckers)
With pupils drooping
Kid vintage slicks his dumbo
(Green ccres)
Rancour Fed...
Oligophrenic Lunacy Roams My Mind
Impaling Reason
Misanthropy To Matrimonial Extent
Her Blood Sweats Fever
Filth To Be Ripped
And who is to be fed, be fed
I ain't got no time to waste on you, no, no
I'm a livin' man, I got work to do
Right now
This man and that man
Yes
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