As we sail vikings look from the heavens and hail
Ridin’ in a cl, hope i never see jail
I'm in the the real world
But i murder him first
Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play
Moment of silence the music just died today
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
World war one two, plague and dead jews i still got the souvenirs
Today i made the devil get baptized
When it's repping time, i get on extra grind
And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay
I don't understand what's wrong with the world today
Only concern was the home that was close to him
Past the next world war because i'll be on vacation
Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats
Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets
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