Lyrics:
system
Owned by the crown
We know it's a worthless system
We've got to take it down
While the traitors in congress
Vote to take away our trials
In this
the debt
Sleep
Bonus Round
This is the hot tin roof stepper
Hold it down with centipede foundation
Mr. Greed who burns rugged obstruction in bunches
as fuckin' big as I seem
When I'm spittin' this mean, me and government intervene
A couple presidents, literally live in my jeans
I give 'em residence, they
We don die we multiply
Never touch down till we touch the sky
I dey pass by dem dey wonder why
Wonder why wonder why
We don die we multiply
Never
That make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought she would come and work for the president
Mr. George
That make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought she would come and work for the president
Mr. George
passed in the Senate, which is supported by your future 2036 president, any drag queen that molests you without consent is required to pay up to 0.1
Bundle up my whole style is so cold
I glow like old guys who go bald
My flow got no front in the vocal
Your flow got no button it's so old
I
the motherfuckin' ghetto
But you can't take the ghetto up out the motherfuckin' niggas
Can't you hear the voice of the niggas comin' at cha?
Fuck you mr. president
Your Excellentee's, your Mr President
On behalf of Mrs. Kennedy, her children and the parents and sisters of Robert Kennedy, I want
cream from Mr. Softie
Tom Hanks calls the base of Keith in the UK
We sold a lot of Mercedes Benz's
And BMW's to the small starving communities
Stick in pins killing me slowly
To the President you say I'm a welfare fraud
you motherfucking right! Let's burn this dark house white!
making money
Cos they always gon steal it's a black trait dummy
Sorry
We couldn't make it there till like 4
Road block president in town we were stuck..
in training/
Don’t know what to do wit a Snoop/
In need of some money Bob Dylan the blues/
Don Juan got me dripping the suit/
Sean John got me Diddy
The President's painted green
Jesus Christ has been frozen in ice
But He still makes the scene
Everybody wants to know what gives
But I know where the Tarantula
and NAACP and in particular Rev james
Orange, Mrs alice Johnson and Rev love
Who we just lost last year
So I'm duty-bound to be here to simply say
That it is
get hurt
The violence in Europe is oozing
Just like the pus from a broken scab
Got made a man from nights of boozing
Gonna be just like my Dad
rehabillitaion
Fuck Governor Schwarzenegger
It's my statment
Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, Righ after you catch Osama, Tell Mr. Waso
Please let oprah know that
an internship, ugh
I gotta get it in
If it ain’t me
Then who is it then
I fell in love with
the Benjamin’s
Swear Mr. Franklin a better friend
Say you that nigga
"It's ya boy, Born Sinner
And shout out to the M.A.F.I.A"
How you gone bring yo niggas into battle?
You must be the worst president of a company
Tip out, put cha church finga in the air and tip out
Put cha church finga in the air
Well if ya slip, slip, slippin' just start tip, tip, tippin' out
Mr President I got a request
One of the Bill of Rights should be for motherfuckers to pay me
It ain't cause I'm lazy I've been working four years
torn
Man, let me just speak about what's going on
Hey, Dear Mr. President
Why you got our troops in the war and they fighting over shit that's
I said ayo
Ayo
I need some cash but see the pay slow
Pay slow
I need some money by today though
Day though
I need some money by today
Today
I must
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