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getting in your way?
Too young to vote
And when they can, they won't vote right
So just tuck them in
Rumbling stomachs, sweet goodnights
A hungry brain

I just became an ex
Fuck it mehn theres no love
Politics be reigning 2019, who you vote for
Cant keep up with fakes they just steady blow the phone

resident
Within the White House
Which makes me kind of hesitant
To dictate this letter to the man
Who should be our President

I got a letter for

then to my surprise
His beak began to speak and he looked me in the eyes
And this is what he said
Allow me to translate, he said
"Mark Levy, what

Ha, Ma nigga, let me go
I jump on da boat, I cant swim but I float (I float)
Tell me something I don't know, don't say I'm a goat, for that we don't

Always hear about me but I'm never seen, Sasquatch
Always present but I'm never on the scene? Sasquatch
All you see is marks left by my feet?

having me
Bitch, I raised you from the dead, Who am I to overflow
A dog, oh, I don't know
By da choice, I choose to grow
Other trees they plateau

the homie Floyd, I feel they hunting for niggas
They don't love me, mama, everyday we under attack
Knowing I try to turn away, I might get shot in the back,

Oh boy, oh
Before I was a nobody, oh
This country made me a somebody, oh
Hero fight and run away
Lead to fight again
United we stand, oh
Death by

resident
Within the White House
Which makes me kind of hesitant 
To dictate this letter to the man
Who should be our President

I got a letter for

anyway.

We will keep you in the dark, you walk by the mark, you walk by the mark. 
You misjudge me by my size. Forever in line, forever in line. 
You

the hell you fear

Mark of death
Mark of death
Mark of death, exalted by thy sacred touch
Engraved upon your hollow skull
Mark of death

motherfucker
I'm wasted, taste for hatred
Nothing's sacred to me
You see, what I want I take it
By any means necessary
Bitch, stay in the kitchen
It's the place

fighting for the cause but we know it's all talk, if we pull over our cars then we getting all shot
It's just politics involved all for the black vote, ain't

but no time for a bed boy

Pen and pad on a desk to impress
Use the note section in my phone and then bless 
Every speaker you hear me through 
No this

you lyrically
Musical Mercenary see I do this for me
So listen up and you'll see the type of soldier I be
Cuz I can act just like Rambo
Instrumental is

a house not old enough to be by myself
But these old stupid people think they know what's best for me
Oh, they think that I can start making a family

I'm

and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
No time for the fake shit
That's lame shit

and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
No time for the fake shit
That's lame shit

Kinja Rules

Jimmy Buffett

Don't Stop the Carnival

vote  Just tell me-who's going to row that boat? / Pullman YOU  gotta play by Kinja rules  Forget about da tings you learned in school  Just take it

someone had told me before

Playing a short album or you on All Saints Day
Kind of My thing
Playing an album for you on All Saints Day
The Gateway's my

'Cause face it, we haven't a clue

I say it's him
He says it's me we should dispatch
So cast a vote and blast a
Bloke out of the hatch

One by one, your

fact
I'm a beginner at this but still
I'll give it a bash
Unclear if anybody witnessed me get
Rid of the trash but if they didn't
We're in for a nasty

Mankind doesn't play a long game
In for the win, back home for tea
No price too high, feelings pushed aside
I'll take the lot, that lots for me