[Intro] Just been thinking Tell my thoughts to you Try to follow, try to keep up... [Verse 1] This just what I do, mutha lover think Im nice But tell me who are you, and what do you know about life Mixing the lean with the sprite okay now its gonna be a goodnight Now tell them kids goodnight, but please do say it polite Yup, now this my kinda music Jump in the sky and just fly kinda music Live your life until you die kinda music Like yeah Im cool but dont try kinda music, nope! Now back to the wordplay, back to the subject Back to the substance, back to the hearts and the souls Where I always touch them I read the news today oh boy, what the hell is happening? And though the news was rather sad, everybodys laughing I swear its just so tragic, trickery, black magic What, aint nobody killin ish? Well, let me take a stab at it Die mutha lover, you cant tell me Im like the other Rap so good but Im undiscovered You just be you why you covet Smile at the government but dont you trust them Tryna cook us all in Hitlers oven So do you want your biscuits buttered? You better think twice before you think nothing of it [Chorus] Smile at the government but dont you trust them Tryna cook us all in Hitlers oven So do you want your biscuits buttered? You better think twice before you think nothing of it Man you better do your research before you join this discussion Yeah I hear what they say but I really dont trust them Man this worlds full of so much corruption Smile at the government but dont you trust them Tryna cook us all in Hitlers oven So do you want your biscuits buttered? You better think twice before you think nothing of it Man you better do your research before you join this discussion Yeah I hear what they say but I really dont trust them Man this worlds full of so much corruption [Verse 2] Fix your face it aint that serious, or is it I want answers man Im curious, well get it Oh yous a lie, you so spurious This world just got me furious dealing with these idiots But shot out to my affiliates rare They say keep level headed Jones, keep getting what you want Keep heading on the path you on Cause most people stray, most people tend to walk away Most people aint really want they say, most people so cliche But, but this just what I do, so tell me who is right Tell me bout the afterlife, where we go after life? You can answer me day and night But I know that the answer aint right Cause youve never been there and me neither But well know when we take that flight Or path or whatever, we listen to whatever Cause we dont know better See them chemtrails they control that weather Chips in the babies in the coming era If you cant see man it gets much clearer Its bout to get hot as the dogon Sahara This era, the terror, they cover mascara no hope But we need to use prayer
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