Lyrics

Born as a nightmare conceived in prison something like the hero of anarchism persuaded by ambition you're right to look away I came to make a stand and it's here I'll stay sincerely confident in any situation duck hesitation I know the equation a wise old soul here's my invasion never underestimate this ruthless caucasian cuz I'll rain on you like a mutherfuckin' plague destroy your existence gettin' paid along the way gifted with the light but chillin'in the shade I lace each pace with a bass grenade I'm blowin'up the scene like a freakin' a-bomb (with very little difference between my life and my songs) I'll kill a mutherfucker who does me wrong if your brain can relate then that's what's wrong release the mushroom cloud from the hand blown bong good conscience gone nice guy so long crazy righteous evil and destined for the top and for all you weak people I keep my guns cocked don't forget your place or you might hear'em pop left chillin' like a villain in a cemetery plot
Writer(s): Paul Christopher Jud Fitzpatrick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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