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    Pocket full of pennies
    Spend them all on a wish
    Sophisticated ignorance belligerent for the bliss
    We semi witted, uh
    My semi split it, uh

    I'm getting feti all these thoughts turn my brain to spaghetti
    In come confetti, celebrating like we just won game 6
    She look upsetting
    But I'm betting that she stick to the shifts
    I stick a serpent to her lips, rehearse the sermon like this
    I pray to God, pray to God, pray to God, pray to God

    Pray to God that the devil never enter temple
    I was built with the metal
    Realized that I was born special
    Same time that I found out that they been holding me like Geppetto
    Cut the string to the meadow
    In come the roses like hello

    We live to die, the suit and tie
    Consume the youth when they fried
    To scared of 9 to 5s instead we light the j and get high
    Philosophize about the dreams we had before we arrived
    Into the game that we see played already, oh what a life
    Oh what a time

    What a day
    What a lie that they tried
    To spit into the face of all the people right to they eyes
    Good thing the third eye never blind
    Step off the ledge and you fly
    Or so they say
    Til the ground bloody muddy okay

    Fucking with the kid
    Better come with the strap
    Better come with grenades
    Better come with a map
    Under cover squid
    Keep the ink on the stack
    Bloody red as the dollars
    That she keep on her lap

    And she dance
    Dance
    Dance
    Dance
    Dance
    Dance

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    Like the devil
    In the pale Moon light
    What a life in the ghetto
    When you

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    Dance
    Dance
    Dance
    Dance

    Like the devil
    In the pale Moon light
    What a life in the ghetto

    Cuz we not really scared to show guns
    Doping off the feeling of no funds
    We not really scared of no one
    All I see a phonies
    All Joseph Konies
    I'm well enthused

    Too sick of living in blues
    Feeling grey from the goose
    Been sipping praying for bread
    This is Donald mixed with Daffy
    This is all the shit my Papy never told me

    Bout the bitches and the commas and the caddy's
    All the dick riders, all the pick pockets who commit fires
    I don't kick biased
    I don't stick sides, I'm a slick virus I just prick minds with
    All the slick thoughts that I rip off top I rip
    Rip ribbit, get with it
    Dead frogs admit it

    All the bars going over your head
    Still bounce with it
    I'm in it, I never do this shit
    I'm feeling infinite, like I dont give a shit about it
    Everybody wanna run they mouth, as if they aint doubt it

    Fucking with the kid
    Better come with the strap
    Better come with grenades
    Better come with a map
    Under cover squid
    Keep the ink on the stack
    Bloody red as the dollars
    That she keep on her lap

    And she dance
    Dance
    Dance
    Dance
    Dance
    Dance

    Like the devil
    In the pale Moon light
    What a life in the ghetto
    When you

    Dance
    Dance
    Dance
    Dance
    Dance

    Like the devil
    In the pale Moon light
    What a life in the ghetto

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