Lyrics:
a hoax by nasty Libs
Won’t really kill your wife or kids
Masturbate
Mental masturbate
Mental masturbate right now
If you don’t how to do it
Lyin’ Rand
morse code from other planets calling me
And the threat we knew
Is not the only finger on the button
And the kids' balloons
Sent to space like rockets by
written in pen the Constitution
All protected by the first and second amendment
Given to us by the men
Who road through the night
As they fought and they
you find no God inside
They taking lives for the right to lie
Destroying everything in sight
We derived from slaves
They was raised by the masters
So
I don't know where the world is headed
Got my tripped up and splatted
All over this fucked planet
They blame us but its fucken bullshit
I don't know
I have a friend of a friend who got shot themself one day
I think most of us have somebody like that who’s gone away
If she’d had time to think
held so true
And it scared me to think - one day this could be you
For the lives that we lead and the things that we do
They say it all makes us
sure is worth it
The kids are playin' and the wife's smilin
Somethin' you can't purchase
Looks like the lifestyle, but this is all God's version
always will,
but now i know i have lost your love.
Outro
Live tormented by sense. What does it means?. Why it has to have a meaning?. Is it because
my heart and you along beside me
We'll burn down all the schools
That taught us there's nothing better than
To live by all the rules
Made by
My game's jumpin', we all had our days of barkin'
You could tell niggas styles by they ways of parkin'
Why dispute it? Dough got us so polluted
folks didn't make it, body lock, need more than a recover
I'm a city baby, but I'm on the paper gettin' head by a bitch like Dora
Anyway, I'm straight
of parkin'
While dispute it
Doe got us so polluted
Paranoid to the point its like we, over do it
Police pressure
Peep how the beasts suppress ya
Yeah, maybe words don't say much
Maybe we don't need words to communicate our love
Maybe
All I wanted a perfect life
Some perfect kids
and fries, bout 30 lives, told to her
Game, sold to her, plus everybody knew her
What the business? Except I got kids for a witness
And you let her
chose us
Still He chose us
Look
One time for your mind like that
rewind that track I'ma rap till my lungs collapse
The impact I'm endeavoring to make
Is
as the debut
Album of Lil Kimberly
I'm glad if I can be as
Good a dad for my girls
As my dad was to us, saving lives my material
And you're nuts like
my spare time
Either ride hard wit' us you a spare tire
Got a few go getters on standby
Only few real niggas that I stand by
Met a real cool
big boys
I ain't cry like a bitch when it got hard
On tha block all day, Me and Big Boy (Big Chris)
Hope I live to see tomorrow, got a big rod
Got
they can't handle us fools
I know some joints that live they life to stay relevant
Lead you on to bare a child just for the settlement
The other side,
like
Found away for us to break through, tryin'a hold tears back
Pourin' my heart out as I write
90 miles for hour thinkin' as i travel through
live near by any stores
Wo-o-oh (x 4)
I'll fix this broken thing
Repair these openings
I ain't your average Pink Floyd guy
I can't sing all their hits
you're just stuck with the weeds
Start fulfilling your needs
Don't let it go with a breeze
Like a seed in the wind
Never caught by the bees
Buzz, buzz
Then a thanks for giving us all the banks and rivers
We planted a flag like it was just discovered
Cause these animals are savages we put em in cages
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