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[Verse I got lectured once while eating breakfast for dad to me "Reality is nothing but a collective hunch Whatever you want the truth to be, simply fool the them mentally with tools of power like the Masters Get em in elementary school and college Eventually you'll overrule their cowardly worry about society, they're all horrible bastards" With this knowledge I blast kids. dark like Howard's glasses I'm "Stern!" plus I rule an iron fist With no concern, it's so cruel, where did I learn in my gene pool. For permanent bliss It seems cool, only if you suffer from ignorance Internal rejects external filth. Hurdle the guilt My ancestors left. with a traditional kilt Curdled milk that's under will get spilt Ain't no use crying. Who's lying about the empire I Another proclaimed historian With as his passenger, and a flux capacitor in his Delorean my past, taught me sin When we spoke at last he caught me in the There was no need to ask, I he fought me to win My broken task is born again, let a new war I he saw me grin. Played my ass like a sucka Turned that brunch between me and my father into our last
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Two] So now I'm into this world of a rewritten past Where they force my to clean and force me to sit in class The teacher laughs as he math, beats me with a staff the text we read expects us to bleed each paragraph I speed through the chapter fast. My prospectful Hangs her pride at half mast, force fed life Is giving her a fat ass...she can't eat no "We'll see who laughs last" is what she speaks so as she the floor Her bare feet are sore. I'd massage her But way too busy doing dirty laundry and washing my clothes This bastard ass took us back to the ages My races. He's got 1 out of 3 blacks locked in cages is heading for the mic, but they blocked the stages Dopes his notebook, said "Don't look!" as they blotched the page Ignoramuses must have "idio-dildos" stuck up in their Dominatrixes explain how of a pain this is I ain't with this game of his.I'm for a loophole Just because you the part, don't mean you can play, ask Manute Bol My absolute is to save whatever is left of me The last of my soul, so I dress up like the referee To get the coach on bench pissed They approach me with a clenched So I throw up past lives and say, "Catch this!" They get the drift, but fans the court Propaganda they hold in their hands washed and flushed their thought Now a blood sport. My girl ain't with this strange land She was fronting a cheerleader as she figured out the game plan peeks at play sheets, memorized them like the Rain Man Conducted her own brain scan, then reversed the chain of "She learned the formulas?" The is unraveling She seduced by dressing up like Marilyn.. Monroe. now got a Manson look in her eyes And a that's stretching so wide.damn, son, I'm petrified!