Form the towers to iraq
Pork on the fork, white in the pot
They're in a state of shock/
I gotta know if it's real or not
Cynical analytical state of mind, on grind, unsigned
Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck
Lets strap the president with an m4 drop him off in iraq and tell wm good luck
And i'll put you in a mood or is it a state of
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take
In a constant state of awful hate to compensate
Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart
The way i speak is state of the art
But you gotta understand i been broken and this my purge,
It calls for separation of the federal state and church,
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