Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
My eyes i was the one to blame for anything
Heard the sound of several gun shots
Pretty much feel like i'm locked in a box
Just kidding i hate pretty much everything but you
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
Pretty virgin, she's tempting to the pharisees/
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
Please allow me to be your motherfucken guide
They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right
Offer ecstasy to pretty strangers next to me
They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money
So pretty much are you still their
No medal here, i'm well aware
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