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Spose( Ryan Michael Peters )
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Bombs Over Syria
Yo, I woke your man up Broke your band up Im the last act playin at the dope-a-rama
Smoke and mirrors, coke and hammers Little kids get raped Here to okla-bama[?]
Cure for cancer, cure for aids You know they got that shit locked away They'll give it to you, man, just not today Pharmaceutical companies say you got to pay
So pull your pants up, do the rock away Don't think about how it operates Behind the scenes, behind the curtains Catholic priest, anal sex with virgins
Who owns the government gets the permit God's online with a texting sermon For Rex[?]and Herman and the Czechs and Germans These are just diversions from the Texas earnings もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com
Every time they make a bomb you know they're getting paid (Bang bang!) Let me sell you fear cuz' money's made when you're afraid
News cast flash with a mass of fascists Smash glass bass[?]pass Damascus Conquest bomb test cats distracted By the wildin' mollies[?]and their lack of asses
Pack a back-a-woods sarin black as ashes New styles futile back to rappin' They own their earth with their gas and frackin' And they're laughin' at us, Galafinakas
The deeper you dig, the more dirt you'll find That's why I don't use a shovel here most of the time
Don't pull your thang out unless you plan to bang Bombs over Syria
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