maahes. - NineTwoFive

Enough with all the jokes and the funny gags
Tell Uncle Sam I need my money busting out the duffel bag
Louis belt, Gucci Suit, 40 acres, and a mule to boot
I need boys in blue switch target start to shoot at you
I need house up in the hills
Can't waste life in a cubicle
I need to clean the blood from my cuticles
Start preparing for my funeral
Camera pan to the puny few
Dumb, deaf, blind 85 what to do with 'em
99' momma gave birth to a foolish one
Wide-eyed big grin
Think the world be for the taking
Perception shaken
Strings played with by Gepetto
Pot call kettle black
Niggas lost the will to live
Well so have I
Brain splat on the cement
She swallow semen
I tell her I can't love her
I battle demons
Against my better judgment
Abandon logic
Don't my ask my reasons
Fuck your treaties
Performing treasons
We half decent
We leave you breathing
For new horizons
I got your back
I'm no Verizon
I'm no messiah
Promoting violence
I duck and dodge the sirens
I seen the matrix beyond your iris
I wish for islands to cultivate my kinfolk
I wish for profits to multiple by tenfold
I wish that life could be so simple
Thoughts while working nine to five
I wish my life could be so fucking simple

Written by:
Nyjel Turner

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