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Mass Hysteria (Welcome to America)
Mass Hysteria
Welcome to America it is in a hole
they want your heart they want your body and they want your soul
they want you depressed
feelin stressed not want to be here still its the civilization
of the west
failin gods test
stackin like a mess
actin like the best
all they want is a simple pound of flesh!
And marshal law
weve been on ice since the 30's this is just a partial thaw
to these weapons I aint partial; nah
but I'll be damned if im defenseless
take away the guns how could we be so reckless?
When its too late thats when the conclusion you'll finally draw
you know I know what it mean to get slammed in the face
I know what it mean to get got in disgrace
still to god we praise
put in your place to come in second in the race
I know what it do to get to play aces and eights
for days straight with these flushes and straights
I know what it do to do to be broke like my wallet must be
misplaced
in this place?- I KNOW what it do to lose His grace
I dont know what to say
today
I feel like ive been woken up
like as of late
my emotions shut
so im token up
smokin tough
on some ferocious stuff
knowin whats comin on the ground cuz you hearin somethin
paranoia on the floor lookin like you crumbin
like a crackheaded beggar with a broken cup
get stabbed headed to the keggar but you still young bull sow
them cuts!
so then whats?-
stoppin you
from poppin fools
robbin fools
like any yall really got a problem fools?
I'll saw ya ass in half like chopped in two
more or less like hopsin do
they already at your door knockin'
like the popo come through even though its locked and
you still know fuck the police! ima get mine when I bop on
through
Welcome to America it is in a hole
they want your heart they want your body and they want your soul
they want you depressed
feelin stressed not want to be here still its the civilization
of the west
failin gods test
stackin like a mess
actin like the best
all they want is a simple pound of flesh!
And marshal law
weve been on ice since the 30's this is just a partial thaw
to these weapons I aint partial; nah
but I'll be damned if im defenseless
take away the guns how could we be so reckless?
When its too late thats when the conclusion you'll finally draw
you know I know what it mean to get slammed in the face
I know what it mean to get got in disgrace
still to god we praise
put in your place to come in second in the race
I know what it do to get to play aces and eights
for days straight with these flushes and straights
I know what it do to do to be broke like my wallet must be
misplaced
in this place?- I KNOW what it do to lose His grace
I dont know what to say
today
I feel like ive been woken up
like as of late
my emotions shut
so im token up
smokin tough
on some ferocious stuff
knowin whats comin on the ground cuz you hearin somethin
paranoia on the floor lookin like you crumbin
like a crackheaded beggar with a broken cup
get stabbed headed to the keggar but you still young bull sow
them cuts!
so then whats?-
stoppin you
from poppin fools
robbin fools
like any yall really got a problem fools?
I'll saw ya ass in half like chopped in two
more or less like hopsin do
they already at your door knockin'
like the popo come through even though its locked and
you still know fuck the police! ima get mine when I bop on
through
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