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by Bob Rok

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I spit those lyrics
That’ll make your fuckng face melt
This ain't a body
It's the armor on a brain shell
A self made man
In a man made brain cell
The product of a union
From the devil and an angel
A heart full of pain
In a world full of danger
It's ugly friends
And beautiful strangers
Hand to Pen
Pen to paper
Good faith
And bad behavior
Skilled labor
I willed in my favor
They put me through the ringer
Came out sharp as a razor
Something clicked
My whole world flipped
I got grapefruit La croix in the company fridge
That's five day a week
Eight hour shifts
Save your fuckng money
And be good to your kin
Aging kind of sucks
But it's good for the skin
Losings part of life
But it's better to win
I'm dropping bars like ash off cigars
I could do this all day
Like I'm packing a bong
You chase your tail in circles
Like the back of a dog
Laughing in your face
Cause your passion is gone
Cause what you lack in talent
I put back into songs
I treat this like a challenge
Bobby battling gods
I’m throwing bolts of lighting
At a gaggle of frauds
Napping on a cloud
Like a cat on the rug
I'm fucking bored
Read the paper and yawn
Elections in November
Are the Russians involved?
Republicans corrupt
It will never get solved
Democrats corrupt
You can't trust em at all
The thing with power is
That the powerful fall
Listen all of y'all
It's the sabotage
Power corrupts Men
Trying to be God
Listen all of y'all
It's the sabotage
Power to the people
May the people be strong
Listen all of y'all
It's a sabotage

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released September 21, 2020
Lyrics: Bob Rok
Music: DJ DOUG

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