There's nothing.
No family life to open my arms to.
No education.
I'll be broke in a gutter.
You'd say that my job is today, yet gone tomorrow. Fuck you and your college dream.
I know the opinion. A broken record.
Fact is, we're stronger than all. Perfect minds and perfect neighbors.
But I'm helping to legalize dope on
You're working for perfect bodies,
Your pristine streets and I'm making a fortune. You're muscle and gall. Naive at best.
A sad state of affairs. A crippled America. I'm bone, brain and cock. Deep down stronger than all.
We've grown into a monster. An arrogant, explosive motherfuck.
A pipe dream buttfucked. Immune. Stronger than all. The president in submission.
Hard as a rock. Shut like a lock.
And draws back a stump. It's too late for some.
He holds out his hand on your television Hail Kings. The new Kings. Stronger than all. Far too late.
A simple process to legalize.
Be there no question of certain strengths.
There would not be a choice but to take our side.
Know this intention.
Forever stronger than all.
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