CITIZEN'S INTRO:
Can her fucked up mind
Comprehend legitimate grit in a noise solo?
I like to think so
What do you know?
Fastax runnin' the show
What do you know?

CITIZEN'S VERSE:
She wonders why everybody lives to work and die
Get tied up, She's getting fried with the summer skies
You're fired up kiddo, fuckers sit with they lips closed
To admire the rhyme instead of the image of her pose
So foes chose clothes to match rolls of flows
Close to the coast, She's posted, She knows that her ship floated
Promoted and devoted, she loaded the bank and coated
Milwaukee with the dopest of wrote-it and she knows it
Look at the sky, it's God's fury in velvet eyes
Only now will you question your integrity
Selfishly, who does she wanna be?
Is it someone she saw on TV?
Dressed up, pucker her liver and lips: Deceiving
The ceiling on her home is covered with roaches and blackbirds
First the words burst and now she's feeling deserted
She knows it. And now she's hurting cuz the pressure
The weather has something to do with musical gesture
Is this her own life?
Is it someone she's imitating?
She faces the pacing, faces the rating
Collapse came kid, she was probably waiting
She faces the pacing, faces the rating
Mimicking making her addicted to fitting in
Muh Muh Muh Mimicking making her addicted to fitting in
Muh Muh Muh Mimicking making her addicted to fitting in
Is it a sin for her to lose close friends to grin?
What do you think? (think)
Is it a sin for her to lose close friends to grin?

ILL VILLIAN:
Where are you gonna be when the clock runs out?

CITIZEN:
She wonders why everybody lives la lives lives

ILL VILLIAN:
Where are you gonna be when the clock runs out?
CITIZEN:
Muh Muh Muh mimicking making her addicted to fitting in

ILL VILLIAN:
Where are you gonna be when the clock runs out?

CITIZEN:
Muhmuhmuh Muh Muh Muh Muh Muh Mimickings a bitch

ILL VILLIAN:
Where are you gonna be when the clock runs out
When the clock runs out
When the clock runs out