Apple - Twiztid

I’m a product of buck slips and cut wrists

Rambunctious, when I feel like I’m getting fucked with

My wits connecting prophets to a light switch

One flip permanent night bitch

Fuck with me and I can swallow your soul

And watch rap gods grease like green bags of bill folds

All outta control like an addict gotta blow

Tragic, cause the medicine I need I can’t afford

Maybe I should pay a visit to his home

Somebody tell the president I’m on his fucking lawn

Too far gone to be fixed I’ll and outdated it

Like a trace that I’ll open this up to make me feel better

The president loathes me

The government hates me

They taxing me

And they stealing food from the babies

We on a slippy slope but they know we can’t afford it, right?

I’m bout to kill a mother fucker tonight

Let me say, your dopeness tolerates influence on your life

And we play it like Adam and Eve

And take the first bite

So sinful, better believe this

Me and my brother have returned just like Jesus

So peaceful, not a people

We raise hell, so they assume that we’re evil

I probably could go out and get an education

If a teacher could hold a job for 15 seconds

In this fucked up economy, stripping me butt naked

Of all the money I make, they be take taking it

But ain’t shit better though (Nope, no it’s not)

Just a little bit deeper in the debt we done

Just a little bit closer to the ultimate fear

Where you get one phone call to try and post bail

Don’t watch society and what it became

If not us than who the pass to blame

I betcha feel any shame at the thangs that you see on TV

Cause your earth bound heaven is still a pipe dream

What do I have to do

When the plates on the table

But plates with no food

While lone ass people gotta go back to school

Pass the point of working overtime to pay dues

This is your future

See it and behold the life time of debt and enormous work load

Past on to you only and it’s courtesy of us

Another trigger in the negative in God we trust