I'm Back

I lust to lick those lucious lips I'm bustin quick those trusty hips I was finna to win her this winter Beggin forgiveness its been a long minute I wanna curl your toes I wanna hurl your foes I wanna post some flows I wanna toast some hoes I wanna dosee doe With a wholesome hoe With no love for blow With no love for po Tricks to be not too specific Licks the most but not too prolific When I spit this blitz your tits go hard Then we spin titz beats and then we pard I lust to lick those lucious lips I'm bustin quick those trusty hips I was finna to win her this winter Beggin forgiveness its been a long minute But the clock struck down the streets are dead They're filled with red I'm filled with dread The bed they made they played the fate no more debate In the age of extermination the Lits in a rage with information Chasing heat in the sheets while my shorty roams Your domes are blown your homes are shown Targets on a screen it means were all seen By the all seeing eye seein yall screaming die But just try to wreak havoc on this planet Doing damage to their planned plan God damnit Its not insurmountable holding them accountable History teaches lies but the truth seems to rise When its do or dies motherfuckers freedom rise Fillin thighs can wait when our freedoms on the plate Freedom to live the freedom to give just jump on this shiv Give two fucks for your future plans of action Shivved two punks rebel army tank faction Inaction giving traction as they tighten the noose The poose can wait the moose is late the fate Of our nations under this extermination no debating If your head is in the sand then be dead with all the damned Deca deca deca deca damn deca deca deca blam I lust to lick those lucious lips Im bustin quick those trusty hips I was finna to win her this winter Beggin forgiveness its been a long minute You dead on arrival be bent on survival Its freedoms revival and we are survivors Were not just muff divers were bikers and snipers For all that has transpired requires the strikers To strike them with spite we strike them tonight We strike with Gods might for the plight of our people The steeple its taken the words in a song The sheeple are shakin like turds in a thong Where do I belong on the wrong side of history No mystery no more the truth and the war The lies they are growing that truth it is showing Those in the knowing be flowing and owning I lust to lick those lucious lips Im bustin quick those trusty hips I was finna to win her this winter Beggin forgiveness its been a long minute That misstress calls the wars the falls No deck the halls go check the malls Collapse is near no fear The pain the gain the drain lets make it rain Same message sent from the heavens after 911 Those devils perch their merch it drops Those devils merch your death you bought Peddling the answer to their cancer last chance here Rebel army fear no future but the future they planning God damnit that shit I couldn't handle but revel in the fact That the truth is in the track got no shorty on her back Just you rebels on attack