Lyrics:
Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty
The agape love that we have for ourselves
That we have for our people
Is the reason why our people
In this particular diaspora called, North America
Have
wrongs don't make a right but
It make a season my nigga
So even if they kill me my
Message is reaching my niggas
They've been this way since
America's
Adidas suit flier than shell toes
Maneuver in the coupe, the roof by my elbows
Niggas wanna be me, bitches wanna date me
Young black and rich so the whole
The royal penis is clean your highness
Thank you, king shit
Yeah motherfuckers! Welcome to the United States of America.
Time to roll out the red
C'mon bleed
C'mon bleed
Bleed for me
In the name of world peace
In the name of world profits
America pumps up our secret police
America wants
[Intro]
Mach, Mach
MachGang
[Chorus]
We plotting our M on M on M on M on M on M on M
Don’t care ‘bout bitch, we tryna get rich, we focused up we men
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
Our father, who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come
Your will be done on earth, as it is in heaven
Give us this day, our daily bread
to keep the shit raw
Rich stay rich and the poor take off
My nigga, it's the '99
Niggas is out here dyin' getttin' down for they crime
Crime suspect
dicks (doesn't mean I like big dicks)
Yelling, "Rich man, make it stop" (yelling, "Rich man, make it stop")
We don't all want the cock (we don't all
"Make it hot" - Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 4X)
The world is filled, with pimps and hoes
We'll just talk about those I knows
The world is mine, can't
ugly
Dick suckers
Pussies pimped your soul for money
You owned by a corporation
Ever since I was 15 I've been offered rich things
By men
While dad in my
soldiers in a booth
No adrenochrome we're fueled on truth
Tv liars emboldened by crime want to kill our youth
But we can't let them jab a needle in the last
up
I ain't no Matt Damon, but Bourne with Ultimatums
Get rich or die trying so we started caking
I'm doing 'caine but not the brother of Undertaker
baby
Only want to get lit using solar energy
And I can split my legs as wide as our divided democracy
And I can drop this ass as low as america’s economy
[Intro]
Pastor Donkey your mic is on
[Verse 1]
I appear to be America’s worst nightmare, it’s true
I’m a straight white male and don’t even slight
Jones-Woods
Following the impeachment of
Former president Joe Biden
What are your plans
For saving America?
How will you fix it?
Hello you all
And welcome
Ay ay ay ay
Let's go lets go
Got every Brandon in America
Fully Gassed Up
Born in 86
What is this 1984
Biden made more conservatives
Than anytime
January went quick
February didn't go by fast
March they was on dick
April now they on my ass
But man you know i'm still get rich
Them fuckas still
mouth closed
Be quiet
Be nice and help the kids
If we play our cards right
Might fuck around and get rich
time when everybody was so proud of America
Before our wars on foreign shores
And acting like a big gang of terrorists
The truths never told
Our young
engineered our own destruction,
Emergency, Emergency, 911
America - Land Of No Compassion,
It's Never Too Late, Nowhere To Run,
It's Crucial In This Time,
Sanctioned by the O.G's of America.
The Grand Wizard is a certified G!
That mean genius, bitch!
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