What the fuck is up what it is how you doing
Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing
Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses
That's a prophet's truth, the government, beat the fascists,
Drone strike on this site call me the government
They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked
Whether hourly or salary, exploited by the government,
I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk
Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played
Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create
My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance
Is that block of welfare singles that the government gives,
Because the government just does'nt give a fuck
Rapping roulette, this life is a drug
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