Inequality reigns over us, by our prayers god is overrun/
Hittin' curbs and blastin' erick sermon drunk off english bourbon
Canibus and grits aren't helping my mission
Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
That binds us, it defines us, there's no guidance? god? no evidence,
Doctor said i was fine
With him helping this time
Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though
With this god up above watching us below
It ain't my place to say and i hear all that
Got a helping hand and i'm willing to lend it
I think about us and this god-forsaken town
She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around
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