The G thang,
Its what they do,
Common common common!
Really?
******** tall Ts!
******** those trucker hats!
Bitches don’t get low for you.
Watch the TV
Spend your life in your idiot box!
Your joints, your bowls, they don’t prove s**t!
If you’re so G,
If you’re all that great,
Why do you need your specified looks?
What’s with your hoodies?
What’s with your shoes?
Is that really all your life?
“The expensive looks make me rich,
The humanity I know is greed”
“Be free” its so much more,
They give their lectures,
They Wright their books.
They Wright those goddamn songs.
I am myself, I really am.
I don’t need s**t define who I am.
I am me.
I am beautiful
I am ugly
I am loving
I am hateful
I harbor feelings of love for my friends
I possess hate in every cell of my body.
It waits to be released.
It’s penned up inside my mind, my body, and my soul.
I am an individual
I am strong, NOT army strong.
STRONG.
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livin this lie
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There's a government whip
Cracked a across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack
See the blood run down
In your bushwhacked town
Revolution is the gimmick
Of a jokerless clown
Another volley's just the the ammo
For the taxman's gun
Cracked a across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack
See the blood run down
In your bushwhacked town
Revolution is the gimmick
Of a jokerless clown
Another volley's just the the ammo
For the taxman's gun