We buy cars, y’all flip whips
Re-directed de-ci-sions
Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,
Cause my mother let me do what i want
You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest
Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.
Put expressions in their music and create the face
Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace
And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
Vaccines can't protect cha from the rap dean's infectious tech burst
After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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