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Good fuckin' mornin', nigga Wake the fuck up It's four o'clock, man, c'mon Pigs raid my crib, I'm feelin' like Fred Hampton I got firearms under my mattress, campin' Yo, I'm from the ghetto where there's special enhancements Niggas begin to shootin' don't get second chances Banana clips conceal weaps, hit 'em 'til they feel sweat Beat these predator United States, bitch I'm a real threat Besides the drug movement, move with all the socially Socialists And we hangin' by the rope and shit, we give each other hope like gifts Though I'm a nigga with an attitude, drinkin', aimin' at your dude Scary, huh? Your bladder fooled Hinderant doctor, with a militant posture Bearin' arms like an octo, smoke killa weed, killa Rasta At the lamppost in Oakland next to Bob Seal My heart don't beat, fuck the heart throb feel I said, I said, my heart don't beat, fuck the heart throb feel It's not just you I hate everybody Goddamn Man I tell 'em boys catch up, catch up, ketchup, ketchup Odd Future Wolf Gun Gang put them Teks up SongtexteOne shot, one kill, Tyrane never mess up Take more than a fuckin' lie detector to fess up Mustard, mustard, mustard, mayo Odd Future Grand Gang music and the yeyo Anthrax packaged to the door in potato Call me hammerhead 'cause I mash him like he Play-Doh I'm a rat, nigga, where the cheese at? I'm goin' after stacks, nigga, where them Gs at? Matter fact, honey, where dem Bs at? And all them niggas with them A-B-C hats I'ma take y'all back to school, you fuckin' dropout Who work a fuckin' 9 to 5 just to cop out I'm on the block, nigga, not when the cops out Keys open doors and you the motherfucka locked out Aus Songtexte Mania