If it's me that catch you, you're fried
And kill yourself and your clique
The richest place on earth
And their mothers and fathers
Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong
And once i'm dead and gone
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different
I got something you've been waiting for
And don't ever (and don't ever)
Or closed casket for our troubles
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
And don't ever (and don't ever)
That damier bag i bought her
Hannah montana gone cop
Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop
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