I've been places in my mind you'll never see
Man I've been seeing shit your little sister is too scared to dream
But it go away quick when the drugs hit
On my mama never catch me on some f*ck shit
I'm way past that, I was paid out back
Under the table now I'm able to go get a check
Don't get it twisted even if you is religious
I'm an anarchist that's passionless but never lacking vision
Pissed enough to slap the president in the f*cking face
Yell f*ck you, grab that pussy then I'd make him ache
Who be talking shit about me
Don't give me names, give me pictures and a face and a reason not to go bust all over The frames
Because I'm done being told I'm a waste of space
Bitch waste you away I need ashes for my face paint
I'll give you guys one more day to pray you don't burn in hell or better yet in my wake
Or better yet at the stake
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I've been places in my mind you'll never see
Man I've been seeing shit your little sister is too scared to dream
But it go away quick when the drugs hit
On my mama never catch me on some f*ck shit
I'm way past that, I was paid out back
Under the table now I'm able to go get a check
Don't get it twisted even if you is religious
I'm an anarchist that's passionless but never lacking vision
Pissed enough to slap the president in the f*cking face
Yell f*ck you, grab that pussy then I'd make him ache
Who be talking shit about me
Don't give me names, give me pictures and a face and a reason not to go bust all over The frames
Because I'm done being told I'm a waste of space
Bitch waste you away I need ashes for my face paint
I'll give you guys one more day to pray you don't burn in hell or better yet in my wake
Or better yet at the stake
Man I've been seeing shit your little sister is too scared to dream
But it go away quick when the drugs hit
On my mama never catch me on some f*ck shit
I'm way past that, I was paid out back
Under the table now I'm able to go get a check
Don't get it twisted even if you is religious
I'm an anarchist that's passionless but never lacking vision
Pissed enough to slap the president in the f*cking face
Yell f*ck you, grab that pussy then I'd make him ache
Who be talking shit about me
Don't give me names, give me pictures and a face and a reason not to go bust all over The frames
Because I'm done being told I'm a waste of space
Bitch waste you away I need ashes for my face paint
I'll give you guys one more day to pray you don't burn in hell or better yet in my wake
Or better yet at the stake
Writer: Noah Stewart
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