Breadwinner with a pixelated face
Like pepper but I always carry mace
9/11 9/11 9/11 where?
I'll repeat it, I'll repeat it, I'll repeat again
Read me mama, read me mama, read me, read my rights
I can talk well but I can’t …
So much apocalypse, you’re finding it a bore
They pray for money but you’re paid a little more
On flat earth they were right, they were right...
Hold my feet to the fire, to the fire
Hard liquor is my medicine, it must’ve happened when I hit my head
Hard liquor for my birthday cake
Power power power power power
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
Now I see the light
(Poundstretcher?) with a heart-attack neck
Titanic but you end up as a wreck
Bell-ringer in the red and white and white and blue
Palpitations of the belly on the barbecue
Vigilante, vigilante tip the smoking gun
Through your browser fix your face and get a number 1
Walk into the wall like you're an NPC
You ate the crayon 'cause you thought that it was free
On flat earth they were right, they were right...
Hold my feet to the fire, to the fire
Hard liquor is my medicine, it must’ve happened when I hit my head
Hard liquor for my birthday cake
Power power power power power
You’ve gotta be kidding me…
You’ve gotta be kidding me…
You’ve gotta be kidding me…
You’ve gotta be kidding me…
You’ve gotta be kidding me…
You’ve gotta be kidding me…
Now you see the devil
How you gonna live with the devil?
Now you see the devil
How you gonna live with the devil?
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world...
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
You've got to be kidding me...
Now I see the light
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