| Now don’t get me wrong
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| The 10 commandments is cool
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| See, once upon a time, I too, believed in the golden rule
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| But the mere nation dwindle, so the saute swindle
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| Got tossed the fuck out the window
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| Ya know what im sayin'
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| KOTTONMOUTH KINGS, still blowin' smoke rings
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| Keep your head up
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| Its a high society
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| Its time for some realization, not fueled by media manipulation
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| But the manafestation of the last generation, legalization
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| Fuck your pention, if you’re paid, pay attention
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| Teachers of this land, yo your all on detention
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| Ya failed to mention 'bout this everyday struggle
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| Brings me in a bubble, but it popped on the double
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| Now you in trouble, cuz im older now, im bolder now
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| Bitch I’m a soldier now
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| Been raised to blaze in this sinful place
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| Like a greyhound’s raised to race, its a disgrace
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| I’ve seen people starved, till there’s no life left
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| I see heads kicked in from the words that they said
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| Police crackin' skulls with no questions asked
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| A suicidal shotgun, a shotgun blast
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| I didn’t have nothin' to do with them ho’s that got popped
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| Didn’t have shit to do with that one that they dropped
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| Didn’t have nothing to do with the land that got stole
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| Believe me motherfuck, i see right through your mind control
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| I won’t drown, drown, drown, in your society
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| High times, it’s a high society
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| Lies, lies
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| Everyone keeps tryin' me
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| Why won’t they just let me be
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| It’s a high society
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| First of all let’s get it straight
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| The systems full of shit
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| They say, 'In god we trust', your a fuckin hypocrite
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| Cricked politicians lying out thier ass
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| Money hungry horsemen behind the door smoking grass
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| Now trust in the nation, trust in the nation
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| Spending all the money on the fuckin' immigration
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| Walls cavin' in
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| It’s gettin hard to breathe
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| 51/50 what’s the systems done to me
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| Money don’t mean shit to me it grows on evil trees
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| Breaks up families, its more like a disease
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| Cuz its pention, did i mention, it’s the governments invention
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| (dollar, dollar bill yall)
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| Currency, a mighty dollar
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| For 20 bucks, you can make somebody’s dollar
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| Suck or hook a hollar, turn a boy into a balla
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| Watch his chips stack taller
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| Ya see its all or nothin' in this game of survival
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| Got hussles holdin on, to the scams that was their bible
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| But im viable for me to stay tribal
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| And keep making these flows undeniable
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| But its viable for me to stay tribal
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| And keep making these flows undeniable
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| I won’t drown, drown, drown, in your society
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| High times, its a high society
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| Lies lies
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| Everyone can try me, why won’t they just let me be
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| It’s a high society
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| Drown, drown, drown, in your society
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| High times, its a high society
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| Lies, Lies
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| Everyone can try me, why won’t they just let me be
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| It’s a high society
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| Now a nation that’s stolen can never be golden
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| Compassion’s got truant
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| In the shell of modern ruin
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| Modern industry, the industrial complex
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| A system of no balance, and not enough checks
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| This is Brad transmitted through sex
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| Revalation to fruition, can you pay the tuition?
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| Can you make the grade? |
| Is life really all about getting paid?
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| Money can’t buy nothin' burried in a grave
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| Slave driven, unforgiven, the more you make the better your living
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| So its all role players playin' roles, grave diggers diggin' holes
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| Genetic strains passed down through years of pain
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| So the cure you seek for the mentally weak, is just the norm
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| As we weather the storm so it’s conform or suffer |