Baby I just hope When I grow up I can know the I'm selling my soul Guess we know until we know So all I can do is hope, hope, All I can do is When I die a note then I just hope, hope
I'm about to it on you all My shoes are bleeding the blood of Martin Luther King These ain't no Louis This is for gone This is for activists riding in Teflon a bulletproof vest on This is for MSFT's who know I'm serious This is for all the delirious who can live inside a prison pyramid kids in prison, are you hearing this? But lately this is not a I don't label myself a conspiracist, I need a Look, 451 Building seven wasn't hit and there's more shit to The is on a run I hope I go to heaven when this shit is done is business I get it I'm just wishing all these prisons was not Lobbyists are in the Lobbying to make it obvious, innocent are prosecuted for a living I to Judas in my vision your bullshit is done I'll be Martin Luther in a minute, once all the in the kitchen Why do you even get passionate you be spitting? You know they don't even listen they care about why and putting lean up in their fridges And wearing crosses they're christian when playing chess and I'm the bishop I've ran out of ammunition, baby, but I'm still on a mission Your sound like dirty dishes and that's just a joke
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