Cattle to the slaughter they all wander like drones
If we ain't right and always at the throats
Just caught in the aftermath, the trash of many past middle-class drones
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
He looked up at me like i was crazy, i said listen man
That ain't meant for civilians, but drones in pakistan,
The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her
Lambskin dildo give it to your mother
With a bitch shoving a dildo through her ass in the tub.
He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck
Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn
And so the soldiers, gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,
But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can
With rappers, crack and gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,
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