nothing's free Bow to me if you wanna be free Free from life, come and die with me And when we're dead it's for the eternity Come on little one and
the authentic Vintage rhyme division got the globe listening My rap scroll belittled your goals and visions Prohibition got my whole block pissin christians One-fifty-one
even bother Some piece of trite trash trumpets out the radio But I don't turn it off I need to loathe its creation Contempt is my one contemplation '
tower synth like it's yao ming kobe, imaginary friends, fuck homies (they don't know me) the tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this with my donald trump hair piece
One, two, one, two, three, four Things were rather different in great grandfather's day He just put a chain around their ankles and made them work for
no direction in life, you people that are spinnin' round Well I got news, God has a plan for your life, He's just waitin' for you to ask Him for the
to get your mother fucked Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch As well
the meat wagon rollin away, I seen Matilda layin in the back, Her old mother wearin a suit of black Sound the trumpet, and bang the drum, I wait for
Day Then nothing's free Bow to me if you wanna be free Free from life, come die with me And when we're dead it's for eternity Come on little one and
no direction in life You people that are spinnin' round Well I got news, God has a plan for your life, He's just waitin' for you to ask Him for the map
celebrated cause I made it One quarter through life some God-ly like thing created Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some Load up the mic and bust one,
synth like it's yao ming Kobe, imaginary friends, fuck homies (they don't know me) The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this With my donald trump hair piece
for those the saints in christ relax When dat Trumpet blows. When dat Trumpet blows yea. When dat Trumpet blows. When dat Trumpet blows, yea when when dat trumpet blows. When dat Trumpet
