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twisted distortions of life ride my brain waves
tsunami sizes title waves flood my thoughts
i'm not easily provoked, i neva choke
can't stand to be broke, but i'll fall for the cash
i stay havin bitches up my ass; in my house
a yo as a matter of fact see yo way to the door bitch!
I don't want you kno more, they told me you was a slore
but fuck it, i've taken plenty of chances b4. I can't stand the world;
one big fuckin contradiction, life is
fiction; the government treat us like
pussies and try to figure out where to put the dick in,
so we can get
fucked...gangsta don't forget to keep ya gun tucked,
ya'll like chickens
waitin to get plucked. it's dinner time now, mothafuckas is ready to eat
who gonna provide that meal, mommy decided to buy smoke instead of payin the gas bill!
I see it all clearly now, I gotta know the right dial to be pressed cuz
mommy is so stressed, i guess i'll take a load off...that's why I smoke
the lye I need my mind to reach high, go up in the clouds see if jesus really flies
and did he really die for our sins, or did an ancient form of our
government fuck us over again?????
I've done the reasearch, pastor actin like a pervert
don't convert have faith in self put that otha shit on the shelf,
if you aint a twin, then you came in this life alone; don't die a clone
learn for ya self!
By: Tanya Robinson
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