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institution

Views (33) Lyric Created on 6-19-08 Flag
Me living in this institution
resulted in John f Kennedy's execution
there's no retribution
I'm living these days in my own revolution
for starting a war with words
I killed two birds with one stone
for trying' TA steal my throne
so let it be known that I can clone
A couple of sheep's.
I tipped grant home's over and made her weep
stold all her fans
And sped off in my big jeep.
.
Yeah,
they all think the cop's can surround
but now I'm home bound
and the only sound I hear is the police
surrounding my home like a flock of geese
till I went out there with a frying pan of hot grease
held up my white flag and hollered peace, peace
jumped in my caprice and hit the streets
that's when you started hearing theses banging' beats
they've all been calling me a beast ever since the day I got released
From prison.
.
I've kept my gun on my waist in-case I need to knock that
Bad boy taste out of their mouth's.
I was the Empire State of the south,
during the American Civil War in 1864
before any of us were born some of our ancestors fought in that war
many years ago but I forgot my point about 12 beers ago although it did flow
that's how I been getting my bread dough in any of various amount of bills
My CD will still sale over a couple of mill.
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