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One day you wake up to another hell
The talking heads have a new story
A new story to tell
Facts are flying, people dying
Numbers rising, we must act

to do is
Ruin America democrats these days
Are shifting towards communism and capitalism
It's nothing but greed
So disgusting and repulsive the Democrats

selling venues all the rows
I got respect for my foes and yes I'll say it in these clothes
Everyday every motherfucking day
On that bomb Bombay on that bomb

broke necks
We are some complex rejects
Who are molded by the system
With some complex effects
And we vex, that's why they fear us
And judge us before

to death when I thought about dying his hunger to live helped me deal with it
Back in the day all these bitches ain't notice me
Hop on IG the same bitches be

the hood yet, Savi true calling near

It's like these are my royal days
I said these are my royal days
I said these are my royal days
I said these are my

What's up everybody
It's your man the Wolf Jack and I'm here taking phone calls tonight from 2 to 4 AM
These boards are lighting up like the police

Whoa, whoa, whoa, roll the carpet for the maniac
Tell DC it's the Brainiac, you fake goin' nuts macadamiact
Hold up, you rappers all lies you

and wore beige bell-bottoms over ten-eye high suede desert boots, overstepping streets and tree-lined boulevards in search of the carnival

But there are no

that time bends. 
Find tens of tendencies in friends and plenty of these blend with trends 
I see in many of my enemies. 
"By any means necessary" that's

Bad Attitude

John Kay & Steppenwolf

Feed the Fire

1996

Guess this ain't the day to try and talk about a raise
You get up for another cup and stroll on down the aisle
You watch 'em work, these stupid jerks

fashionable, if you hate me, stop boppin' your head Hannibal
Let me lecture you, I'll silence these lambs by kickin' their mandible
I'll lamp a bull so hard that

attacked
A lotta cats just steady smile to their cashiers
Let's face facts
These fake cats
Steady acting like they care but they maniacs
Just a couple days

a birdie celebrate let's just get away from these ghetto ways
Fuck a reservay I'm just tryna meditate on a better place
Cause a nigga getting blazed by these

his eyes

Worn out until the very last atom
A last pump through these veins
Once more pressing in this slow-traffic road

Like a robot, a clock
Before

quit it I'm tryna get my hoe paid

In my backwood it's nun but propane
I got choppas and sticks, lo mein.
10,000 racks in these balmains
These bitches

I work in
A factory
Everybody's always fucking with me
They open my locker
And steal from me
They piss in my seat
And hide my keys
The shifts are

And riding Horseback
No sleep when releasing These songs
I'm an insomniac
Not to mention a Bipolar Maniac
It's a fucking bitch just to Get my life
Back

Yuh

Niggas asking where I been at, I gotta recap it
Relapsing D.R.U.G. Habits
Tryna move forward, depression been holding me backwards
Recovery

ahead are brighter days

Twisted like the tea
Committing murder with glee
And massacring beats
Got the world on its knees
Irreversible condition
Put your

are, We are, We are,
Evil Supastars, yeah that is what we are

Yeah I'm the maniac machine
I'm dirty and obscene
By they do me I'm smelly
like my little

Hour 9,114

Bridge: So please forgive me, for what I do and what I’ve done
But I won’t stop until this battle is won
You live by the sword and die by

Ol' English

Dion

Doctor's Advocate

2006

on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English

Lamborghini doors
Sit in Courtside seats
And Ball out at the mall
Surrounded by these model broads
Bad bitches with some bad habits
A couple daddy issues that