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known that I don't play
It doesn't matter who is after me I gotta get paid
And I'm a get it how I know to get it today
A by-product of the church I guess
about how many live but have to die
These days of pain – the marks of war will remember us now is too late
This world of hate – no matter the number
to rest by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready, the game just wanna take my life
War ready, pussy boy we all could die tonight
War ready,
day, I had to live a life of crime
Get the product then we out the door
Mama, I've been twistin' weed
And now it's time to lock the fro, blowin' dro
Everyone comes from
One father one mother
So why do we complicate
Our lives so much
By being at war with each other
Mm, maybe I'm crazy
But I
at all
I can live my life whatever I want
I don't follow all the rules they're wrong
Many things are passing by but I won't
Waste my time, I'd better be
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
an all seeing eye
CIA and Google maps they're both tied together in a partnership
Lets be real Google is a CIA asset is anyone even surprised by that
I
my picture you painted as a waste
A part of the art of the war is the way
What enemies die is a couple mirages and collages I see and they gone in
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
each acquisition is new ammunition
When governments crumble and fall
To the floor that was paved with the graves
Of a corporate war
A fundament funded in
step you take is calculated
Your thoughts are influenced
By those who condition you
Through the entertainment
We're alienated by mechanical things
Our
by narcissistic hypocrites and thieves
Crazy's not a state of ones emotion
It's an accurate reflection of belief
And life can seem like a waste
to sell
Heck, even our chainsaw fuel is
Ground up alien tortoiseshells
There's no need to focus on our
One-sided war of the worlds
Ripping up the rosebuds
look at anybody cause nobody is your hero
Pray for help from heaven cause you in hell
Fight to live cause you can't die and then prevail
This is a test,
the end product's so soggy
I can smell a genuine track a mile away
I don't need to give anything else the time of day
Only got finite hours I can waste
grind
I've been lo lo to long bet my time is money
So don't waste that shit hit my line
Keep hustling til mi la familia is fine
I might just cop me
to lasers
Alienation
It's pretty clear we need a war
Death rays
Not science fiction
Atomic bombs and so much more
The masses getting dumber by the second
self-destined demise
War
Annihilation
Inside the mind of the insane there is no fucking wrong or right
Blinded by power planning our destinies with a dead
that respect
Need a new crib kicked out where I live
When I step to the mic know its all I can give
Stay humble happy I was ever alive
Child of destiny I
Mother nature is a coward
(Mother nature is a whore)
No more presence, no more power
I pray for death by the hour
Cut another smile into me
Mother nature is a coward (mother nature is a whore)
No more presence, no more power (I pray for death, by the hour)
Cut another smile into me (into
a product of indoctrination?
They exploit it and use me like a movie with product placement
You hear the congregation ' this is the hostile gospel
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