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If you are not already, please get drunk before listening to this song (RIGHT ON) (RIGHT ON) (RIGHT ON) (RIGHT ON) (RIGHT ON) (RIGHT ON) (RIGHT ON) (RIGHT ON) SOMETHING TO DRAW NEED SOMETHING TO WRITE ON I SEE ELECTRICITY IN THE PYLONS LOOK AT IT RUNNING THE RACE EVERYTHING YOU DOING ERASED WHAT IT FEEL LIKE? HIT WIT THE MACE TIGHT PACE WHAT IM KEEPING GOT THE REAPER ON ME LIKE YOU WHAT THE HELL WOULD I BE Letras de cancionesWITHOUT IT IF YOU THINK IT SHOUT IT LOST MY MIND I THINK I FOUND IT AWAY LIVE TO FIGHT ANOTHER BRIGHT DAY I AM GOD SO WHY WOULD I PRAY YOU ARE GOD ABOVE A WHITE PAGE THE CREATOR MAKER OF RAGE PAINTER PAINT THE CANVAS I ATE THE MANTIS I SAVED THE PANDAS I HATE THEY BRAND US CAN US LIKE SOME KAMPBELLS JESUS HAD NO SOCKS UNDER HIS SANDALS I CANT RIDE A BIKE WITHOUT THE HANDLES I CANT RIDE A SCOOTER HAVE A TUTOR SHOOT THE BUDDHA EAT SOME GOUDA SAY IT RUDER, TELL WHO DID I TRAMPLE RAMBLE ON ABOUT SOME NONSENSE I’M UNCONSCIOUS I DON’T HAVE CRICKET FOR A CONSCIENCE KELP FOREST WHERE THE MAGIC CONCH IS VIOLENT CRUCIFYING LIKE IM PONTIUS PILATE FLYING HIGH ABOVE OLYMPUS SHE’S AN ANGEL GIVE THAT BITCH A NIMBUS BANGAL TIGER BITING OFF YA FINGERS HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO EAT THESE PRINGLES? IMAGE IN YO HEAD IS HOW I WANT IT FINISH ON THE BED AND LIE UPON IT IN THE CAR IT MOVING FAST FOOT UP ON THE GAS EVERYTHING WE TEND TO PASS LEAVE IT IN THE PAST I KNOW WHAT MY MOMMA ASKED I JUST DIDN’T ANSWER GOT HER FOOT UP ON THE DASH SHE MY TINY DANCER SHE MY TINY DANCER MOVE IT HULA GIRL NOT A GIRL WIT CUTER CURLS IMMA STACK THESE COMMAS WE COULD BE LIKE THE OBAMAS WE COULD RULE THE WORLD BABY GIRL JUST PICK A COUNTRY AINT WORRIED BOUT NO MONEY AINT WORRIED BOUT NOBODY (CHORUS) BREAKING BREAKING DOWN THE GAS DON’T WANT SMOKE WANT CANCER YOU COULD YOU COULD YOU COULD ASK YOU CAN’T GET ME CANCELED SHAKE IT SHAKE IT SHAKE YA ASS HOW IT IN YO PANTS TOO? HOW HE DO IT? YOU COULD ASK GRIP THIS PEN NO PENCIL BABY BABY BABY GIRL SHAKE THAT ASS FOR A NIGGA I’LL GIVE YOU THE WORLD MAN I LOVE IT HOW YOU BEND YO BACK AND MAKE IT CURL YEAH I PUT THAT NECKLACE ON YO SHIT LIKE PEARLS YEAH I COOK THAT ROCK I STIR IT MAKE IT TWIRL (I FREESTYLED/PUNCHED IN THE NEXT TWO SONGS/STORIES) (I DON’T WANNA WRITE THEM DOWN) (8:15) TROUBLED KID WITH THE TROUBLED MIND TROUBLED KID WITH THE TROUBLED PAST IN THE TROUBLE I GREW UP FAST IN THE RUBBLE I SIT MY ASS DOWN I’LL SMOKE YOU LIKE I SMOKE THAT GRASS I BROKE HIM LIKE I BROKE THAT GLASS I DROPPED OUT I AINT GO NO CLASS HAD TO CUT OFF A LOT FRIENDS HAD TO CUT OFF A LOT OF PEOPLE CUZ LOTS OF PEOPLE ROUND ME WERE EVIL CUZ LOTS OF NIGGAS WERE WEAK AND FEEBLE OM THANK GOD THAT I GOT OUT ALIVE MY MOMMA NEVER LOST FAITH IN MY MIND LET IT OUT (SCREECH OF PAIN) (X8) WHEN I WAS YOUNG I USED TO PLAY WITH LEGOS TIL THE MORNING SUN I USED TO PLAY WITH LEGOS NOW IT’S BORING SON NO ONE WOULD PLAY WITH ME I’M THE FOREIGN ONE HE AINT HAD NO BUTTHOLE SO I TORE HIM ONE I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT A COUNTRY WAS NOW I’M TOURING ONE ALL I WAN DO IS GET ON TRACKS I WAS BORN TO RUN IN THE FIELD I GRIP THAT STICK IT’S A HOLE IN ONE WHY WOULD YOU COMMIT A CRIME WITH A STOLEN GUN? RAT-A-TAT-TAT GRIP THAT GAT AND PUSH HIS HAT BACK IS YO MOMMA PROUD OF YOU NOW? NO SHE’S NOT THIS MUCH IS TRUE NOW RIGHT ON From Letras Mania