Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer
I'm just warming up, so sit back and cease laughter
Half the global wealth is split on one percent
Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt
Its global enslavement, they've taken over the nation
What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation
So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
Guess the heat was too much, like the arse of the popes children choir
Got my niggas denying global warming
That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win
Rep misses a-u-g-a and now i'm going global/
Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
Passion for global control and economic and social domination
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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