This is a song about "The blitz"

The truth but thats the way

Why i can't move away

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

The realist in the game

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

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