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Fuck Your Agenda And What You Represent II
Coming back down with a cut on my wrist
On my suicide shit gone back to the mist
Run your fucking mouth got a price on your head
Put you back in your place taking back what you said

Bitch motherfuck put your corpse in the trunk
Lemme take a few hits got ash in my lungs
No you can't hide got nowhere to run
No I never gave a fuck bitch I never gave none

You have no talent to bring to the table
Your life it consists of commercials on cable
And sitting alone with no friends where'd they go
The fact you exist we all think you're a joke

Act as a bitch and now that's how you're seen
I don't forgive so don't get that from me
If you had died then I won't give a fuck
So don't come here for me bitch you're shit outta luck

Fuck what you say no pussy ass bitch
Gonna be better than me you ain't even worth shit
I don't give a fuck bout a cop ass snitch
I just know that you're dead gonna be inside a ditch

Bitch I've been insane fucked in the brain
Let the gates rang blow my face like Cobain
Pyscho shit lemme fucking make a stain
Can't go back now might as well shoot a vein
Bitch I've been the best what the fuck do you mean
When you say they sound good but I cannot be beat
Fuck your agenda fuck another way
I don't even hear anything you gotta say

Copping more shit cop another style
With that attitude you won't be here a while
Gonna fade away just like all the fucking rest
But I'll be right here no I ain't even stressed