Trying to run, but caught a knife to the back
With stick up kids on a strife on your back
This ain't no vacation, with a animals state of mind
I'll blast you faster then the crime Al Kapone did time for
Left in a shelter, with a dude named Blue
Ready for some homo shit, with a bone for this dude
And a problem wit stickin things up his nose
So you know what's going down
Holding the M16, with a present for this queen
I hold my own while waitin to squeeze
With police on the beat
Customers weary, till they see the truth
That cops on the beat even do the booze
With grams in my high kicks
Selling grams, spittin high as licks
Jettin to the motel living in the country
Striving to Moselle with broads waitin in Sicily, Italy
Little did everyone realize the visualizatuons
Of my situations
With guns on my side to my head
Triggerhappy men waitin for the orders on the celly
Life's a blessing, so quickly wake up to reality
Now its still all about cash in the stockpiles
With a couple of lies by the people by your side
Invading Iraq, don't even think our economys healthy enough
So when is it time to drop a gem on em an say enoughs enough
But the hardheaded never listen
Instead the chief of staff's sniffin up the left nostril
While Saddams rotting in prison cells
American soldiers maybe braking rules
But look at what they go through
Courage, death, mirages, clips, and many different trips
So somebody go tell the President to go himself and see how life is
And the war here, we still unsure of our own security
While the patriot act just hit maturity
Until the next time of reenactment
Thats when the next attacks gonna happen
Possibly people jumpin off roofs n bridges
So I'll act rude an pissy
Crude an drifty
Layed puzzled, with a equivelency to a godd's state of mind
I didn't write this, just typed it real quick. Would still like the bashing though.
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