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When I spit, I do not use lies Co-create, but you will undoubtedly cope these rhymes While I get chatter becomin' the greatest of all times Goat cheese, let it bleed Literally while I'm smokin' a pack of the fags I will actually walk in the club and smoke a pack of fags Signed the Muslim ban, clap an African band Drag a queen, slap a Paki, snap at the Vatican Mass critical, mass critical Send the drone strike to a school, call it political Use Obamacare to get my brain operated on Defame the same bill, I maim the population until it's gone Asshole cynical as cynical One nation under Satan and the invisible See, there's no need to discuss or debate shit I hate y'all niggas I hate the unethical lines in time and despise the avatars of timelines timetravelin' Who would specifically disrupt timelines just to remind myself To walk into a delivery room Nine seconds before you were born, know We want nine months time before that to find Your mother and your father sleepin' together then blow your father's mind Ninety-nine times to define fine line, I'm tryna tell you If you could find anyone who slept on sick rhymes of mine post-2009 They will unequivocally be wearin' the same suit that year SongtexteSurrounded by six sides of pine They say I preach in my songs, but this is not me teachin' through song This is the movement "The Day Of The Geechie Is Gone" And there's no need to discuss or debate shit The melody is Palestinian and the snare is spic The rhythm is Dominican, I use a kike as a kick Couple cracks in the track in the same place I took a shit Spend on a white mic I separated in the mix And in the end the concept was there before I made it Deceived it, stole it, claimed it, raped it They begged me for royalties, but I laugh and leave 'em hangin' Like these stupid niggas for singin' these ignorant choruses that they be makin' If the bass is Jamaican I get specific with he hi-hats that are Haitian, let the Asians do the arithmetic Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick Tick me off and I'll attend your Biblical conversation The detonator was in my vest 'cause I'm invested in domination And there's no need to discuss or debate shit I hate y'all niggas, racist Aus Songtexte Mania