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the entire state
And straight to hell, got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his face in an ashtray
While I sashayed around flames with a match and I
right to be a lil' pissed off
He picked you up, y'all got in argument, he got his shit off
My energy like, "Get lost," your energy just want peace
I
feels comfortable. When I say 4, breathe in deeply again.
And again release the air smoothly.
By the time I reach 0, your mind will be silent.
It’s okay
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
as the night
My heart is stained
And my head's in the gutter
Put up a fight
One last time
This is the way
That we save each other
Better get it thru your head
right through you
All who guys who do, claim that your ladies
Are some shady dudes and your mates are lying to you
It's a crazy, experiment
On the masses,
Aim with my side, aiming so wide
Scared of the glizzy? Rats go and hide
(Good, bad man)
Fucking your bitch, and do it all night
I got one girl, the rest
And if I sit I'll still be twice as
Tall with my head in the sky
Lookin' down at all you birds
Who talk on Twitter thinkin' there's
Power behind your
come and put their plumbing in
We can rage and fire all cylinders
Get out of your chains compliant prisoners
Secretaries' state they're sly n Sinister
so come prove it
Don't care bout no stripes but your life you can lose it
Head of the state yeah you gotta salute me (2 times)
Yeah you gotta salute me
the states of Michigan and California
Will conduct the executions behind prison walls
The 3 prisoners are set to be executed by 3 separate methods
Electric
know what to do with my life im fucking livid
Days pass me by, im no longer a kid
I just stay in bed and rest my eyelids
While you stay on your grind
your
By your-, by your buildin' and shit
I know he ain't down with your team
Who?
I don't know, some skinny lookin', big head nigga
You know what
your
By your-, by your buildin' and shit
I know he ain't down with your team
Who?
I don't know, some skinny lookin', big head nigga
You know what
that deep in your heart
That's where my love at
Chorus (2x)
Now where my love at?
I'm askin' young cats
And all that
If I ain't phat
Now what you call
ain't big enough to fit your damaged goods
Other words, don't try to put your heart in a headcase
'Cause, baby, stable mentally, I ain't, I need my
just be things are going his way
look at him now man aint this great
bigest man in town hes the head of state
they come from all around just to one
There's slugs for that
Oh, you didn't know your man was talking?
That's why you stand with him
'til you both land in the coffin
When you first heard he was
stronger than your driver swing you yelling fore
What, is it all for
Sleeping zero hours what’s it all for
Curren$y put it best in the Spring Collection
When
Fun at all out here in the hall
Mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it
Nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being
the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Mister moonlight
taking a risk, that might fuck up your life
Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews
In front of cameras too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, what happened
Do you really think that by smashing heads, you're gonna change the state?
You talk of people dropping out, but the system just loves you
You stand
the wolves, so
I will never play by your rules, no
I am the exile child, wassup!
I am the exile child, wassup!
I can only do it my way, so
You can never ruin
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