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Money`s a self-inflicted man-made evil
intriguing how having loot can advance and deceive you without it, jealousy bleeds through conceives you, now greed runs through your veins too drugs turn a lame group into an insane crew rearranging their brains dude cocaine`s the prime suspect, and is subject to my respect I`ve smoked the chronic A year ago my man Joe got stuck in the snow accelerated to fast and dug himself a hole stole lil` Lukes deck, and found yourself in check watching your life wreck, suddenly, it all connects I got much love and respect bro you got back on your ten toes I`m glad your fu*@in` back Joe attack all who oppose those enclosed in my stories their my boys, and their too dangerous for your laboratories ignoring your ignorance, cuz for you its a sixth sense so you pretend your on a hunt you ask why we get liquored up and smoke blunts I`m trying to survive these harsh winter months pullin` stunts like were heaven sent all reachin` for them dead presidents DEAD PRESIDENTS Please, will somebody tame my brain and explain my confusion I`m dillutioned from these illusions- that my skin colors the solution to solving societies pollution to tell you the truth when I hear these statements I feel I`ve had a date with Satan and was created to deflate the nation I claim no direct relation to the devil I rebel the church cuz I stand on a different level trivial tales will tell if you decide to sell your soul you`ll go straight to hell but oh well some souls dwell in a similar land touched by evil sippin` from the dream well they determined who was the supreme race and thanks to my face, I was put in my place not to mention the devilish ligament between my legs thanks now I`m the dreaded white male, pale sippin` some ale condemned to fail with no blessin` and just a quick lil` lesson, don`t bring that stress in cuz we`ll fu*@ you with the wesson WE DO IT FOR THEM DEAD PRESIDENTS DEAD PRESIDENTS In all of life`s battles it seems I can`t win for losin` got my mind on cruise control, but my hearts steady bruisin` choosin` the proper path into the future ain`t exactly somethin` I want determined by a computer Domestic feuds hurt, multiple individuals usually it`s moral conflicts that get ridiculed I`m trying to shield my pride, but why I sacrificed a lot of shit cuz I wanted to get high I try not to lie cuz you can`t incarcerate the truth today`s youth are time bombs stripped of their fuse put my head in a noose and kick the stool from beneath my feet children watch out, mother goose is packin` heat at least she`s sleepin` safe with her piece embraced all I got to go to bed with is some crumbled weed on my briefcase I pace my tounge when spittin` my flows cuz if I let that fu*@er go, it spins out of control I DO IT FOR THEM DEAD PRESIDENTS DEAD PRESIDENTS
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