[Intro]
Yeah
I don’t wanna go back to grade school
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I don’t wanna stutter I speak of the good and glazed
I don’t wanna hop over this here battlespace
I don’t wanna have to have a shortlist
You know what?

[Verse]
Fuck the Mississippi, I miss New Orleans
Fuck a river, but I miss you New Orleans
I miss New Orleans, I miss New Orleans
I don’t want roads and chemical plants
I don’t wanna see sea warriors reduced to selling crab
Don’t want the sun to set or the moon to jet
Don’t wanna find my funk in evil’s breath
Most importantly, I don’t want anyone to win just yet
Stand on the shore and fill your own bait nets
Don’t want you to know what my secret formula really do
Don’t want you to know bout my basement rooms, fuck that shit
I do not wish to squash this
Don’t wanna put a gun to my head, start taking hostages