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Bite the hand that feeds Wonder why it smacks a bitch Criminal convict, the dark side of reality tgats where a Ho be Livin off you and me No sympathy Sell ya down the river be My trigger fingers itchy Dont worry its all complacancy Rockin tgat body Oh that sin its naughty A true falacy Hanging between my legs be Monkey branching to tge nearest thottie Fa real homie These streets know me A gift and a curse probably Just wanba fade out of reality I cant speak loudly My words are blasphemy Offended just by my presence homie The dark side of the moon Co.min to ya neighbourhood soon You dont wanba be me Son This war within Why should i be good to him?! Whats he ever done for me huh son? Just a corporate chronie kiss bum Im sick of pretendon This aint london Take ya pc culture And take it back to briiiiiiTON error 404 My foots to the floor Speedin down the highway Followin the patrol mon I am the unseen force Tge intellectual destruction No hesitation This is banbed Wisdom Outside The System I be creepON bestt turn ya lights on Theres something in ya back Gard On Yeah, bet thst gives ta Hard On This just blatant truth Son Fuvk ya OpiniON.