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You don't who you fucking with
no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of that'll probably piss off my publicist
And I ain't even started, the ain't even bubbling
The type of that'll probably get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government after me in public
Won't this on the radio, this here ain't for publishing
This ain't that bubble gum shit, no, this ain't double mint
Consider this a risk, I swear I see 'em pyramids brick by brick
They'll aim at anyone enough to go against the shit
You don't believe me? what happened to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else
Till you tryna be more a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you, corrupted everything
And we these out just tryna function, tryna maintain

A 100 thousand miles an runnin' when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers it through the cloud
I pray in ain't no fuck niggas ain't allowed
A 100 thousand miles an hour when I hit the ground
moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it the cloud
Till then back to the paper route, the paper route

And of course it's that niggas out here robbing for Jordan's
Can we not them but got enough to get a Glock 40
Is our on reality kinda distorted
But still, even though I the story
I still fall weak for a booty that's
On a sexy short bitch, so what's the
Chilling with some Regs dog, drinking white man's
Ah, now a forfeit
Selling what's for free, that's
But still I'm what family was present when history was recorded

A 100 thousand miles an runnin' when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers it through the cloud
I pray in ain't no fuck niggas ain't allowed
A 100 thousand miles an runnin' when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper route, the route

You think you know what's going on?
They laws where they can run up in your own home
Cameras on your laptop, TV and your
The battery don't come out, means it's always on
Smile and say cheese, yeah got you
I told you fuckers three years ago the watchers
If you take the microchip then you can't make no dollars
This no lovely day for a neighbor, ain't no Mr Rodgers
Don't let these fuckers rob us for our freedom and rights
And you be like: "it's on the so it must be right"
Who's pulling the strings? rolling the dice?
calling the shots and who's starting the fight? Think twice

A 100 thousand an hour runnin' when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of
I pray, I my prayers make it through the cloud
I in heaven ain't no fuck niggas ain't allowed
A 100 thousand miles an runnin' when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my at the speed of sound
I pray, I my prayers make it through the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper route, the paper