| Webby back up in this bitch, running at the fucking lip
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| Proud to be American? |
| Huh, yo fuck the government
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| The president ain’t doing shit
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| And everybody knows, a fucking country is controlled by corporations, CEO’s
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| Tell me how they locking people up for 20 bags of 'dro
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| The people making laws the biggest criminals on the globe
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| Feeling is different now that I’m old enough to see right through the media
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| And search to find the truth through all the bullshit that they feeding us
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| Kids today are learning what they know from Wikipedia
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| And take whatever pills the fucking doctor says you need in ya
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| Generation RX, now I’m fucking dependent
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| On attention medications cause I’ve been on em since I was seven
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| Now we need Adderall to wake up, an Ambien to sleep
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| Vicodin to ease the pain and steroids if you’re feeling weak
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| And everybody on the street is on their phones like they don’t give a damn
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| And kids are learning social skills from Facebook and Instagram
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| So I light up a doobie and exhale, blowing smoke up in the sky
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| While I’m looking at chemtrails
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| With grimy politicians and twisted Mayan predictions
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| I’m like fuck it, let me just enjoy my time while I’m living
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| The shit is got me saying
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| I don’t give a fuck if you don’t like me
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| You’ll never find another motherfucker like me
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| Somebody stepping to the kid is unlikely, so bite me
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| I do whatever I like (I do whatever I like)
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| With these words that I write (with these words that I write)
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| Soon as I pick up a mic (soon as I pick up a mic)
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| I do whatever I like (I do whatever I like)
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| Bitch I do whatever I like
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| I’m so fly my attitude will take you to a cruising altitude
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| Of a view that will show you how a falcon moves
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| I got no rules I’m not prohibited or limited
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| Excuse me if I’m offending you, suck my dick my people is feelin' it
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| Feminine feelings about my opinions just let me know that I’ll be scarier
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| Free style equal free speech; |
| I thought this was America
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| America, home of the free, land of the brave
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| I’m at home on the stage, I fuck your head up
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| Like trying to run a comb through the braids
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| A dog in the rap game and still ain’t got no bone thrown in my cage
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| A fucking immature juvenile, only thing wrong is my age
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| And you won’t sit you’ll see sick like the boat rocking on waves
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| And honestly I gotta be a paranoid
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| Cause I watch my iPhone but I feel like my iPhone is watching me
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| I’m in a whirl-wind, I wonder where the world went
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| Cause that motherfucker can help you find me faster than my girl can
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| And this world is fucking up, this world is fucking us
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| Technology fucked us up, and Siri you’re a fucking slut
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| The way this world turning is beyond me
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| Between the economy, astrology, and bath salt zombies, I’m like
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| I don’t give a fuck if you don’t like me
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| You’ll never find another motherfucker like me
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| Somebody stepping to the kid is unlikely, so bite me
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| I do whatever I like (I do whatever I like)
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| With these words that I write (with these words that I write)
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| Soon as I pick up a mic (soon as I pick up a mic)
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| I do whatever I like (I do whatever I like)
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| Bitch I do whatever I like |