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It's a long way up, but the fall feel harder
I don't do it out obsession yo I do it cuz I gotta
When the stakes get high, do more than get higher
Understand your soul bleeds and best believe there is a buyer

(Verse 1)
If I had more money I would buy more channels
And I really like the show where they imprison all the vandals
It make me feel safer seein' 'em locked away
We need more laws it's why the terrorists got away
Change the channel life is hard enough anyway
Gotta smile, let me know if you come across any game
It's like the water got me calm with no worry
Not suspicious even though my doctor drug me in a hurry
Commercial break I want this I want that
And I don't wanna hear that revolutionaries fought back
It wasn't bad I heard they had mad weapons
I heard it on the news from a few eye witness
Back up and fuck you I love my nation
They can tax me all they want as long as I remain safest
Who needs to think when they can think it all for me
You could take away my rights but not my TV, hunky dorey

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(Verse 2)
I been workin' all day I need food I want it fast
I can't afford much, this is all I got in cash
Two burgers, large fries and a pepsi
The dollar menu seems to be the only one that gets me
It rots in me, the beef steals enzymes
Immune no longer cancer shut me down in no time
Fight the power but I'm eatin' like a slave
It's not my fault I don't like the veggie taste!
Wash it down with the fire I lose water
Dehydrate, the brain get strained, but hey I gotta!
Reality's a bitch I get the itch scratch harder
Got no time, I get high, cheat sheet, my soul-starter
If my son got A's, his meals was happy
Now he only gets roses once a week from his daddy
I tried to show some discipline it's hard it's not for me
And if I get sick, I'll blame God for how it's goin'

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(Verse 3)
Our Father who art in heaven are you listening?
Read the whole book, missing sheets? Naw that's blasphemy
My family has been devout in all its worshiping
So why should I believe that there's a reason for it's questioning
I spend an hour every week at church, 5 minutes on my knees a night
I guess some heathens will never get it right
Accepting Christ is all I really gotta do
If you try to get deeper then the devil's got in you
Read the writings many times never really analyzed for myself
Better trust my reverend 'fore I fail
He got nice things, so I can have some nice things
I would be more Christ-like if it was more exciting
Accept Christ even if I'm nothing like him
Mourn his death fuck the rest suffering currently dyin'
Truth told I can sin guilt-free at my discretion
It's easy I just gotta seem sincere at my confession

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