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DEATH TO HOFFA
Jimmy Chang
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Breathe the air
No one cares
What we have to say
Have a taste of industrial waste
Doesn't matter anyway
Ugh, one for the money and
One for the fuckers who doubt me, ugh
Heard from my nigga some bitch tryna out me
I was like"Um, what about me?" ugh
Life hits you in the face and
Some fight back
Some invest in a mouthpiece
I'ma write down my thoughts
My mind in the Southeast, ugh
Say what you want
I don't wanna hear shit 'bout the mixing
Had a Hillary, but I need me a Lewinsky
You tried that once, uh-uh, must've missed me
Sticks and stones never broke my soul
My mind in the clouds, my eyes on the road
I've got the blow, come snort it, Becky!
My pussy tastes like mom's spaghetti
I do it for the girls
I do it for the ladies
Now come and fuck me, baby!
I'm walking sex
Pedal to the metal with the disco tech"Ooh, that's that shit I like"
Kinda bugging off the mid bitch, you alright?
Now why y'all worried 'bout the fuck I do?
I'ma let y'all know when the fuck I'm through, like
Breathe the air
No one cares
What we have to say
Have a taste of industrial waste
Doesn't matter anyway
(maerd a saw ecila)
(maerd a saw ecila)
(Alright, you got it)
I hope you find yourself
I hope you find your peace
I hope you live in health
I'll give it time to breathe
All of the little things
I'm in my middle name
But I'm not here with you
Hope you can be here too
We are Lord
Nothing but God in the way of itself
We are Lord
Nothing but God in the way of itself
(maerd a saw ecila)
(Alright, you got it)
All of the little things
Just seem to never change
It seems like everything
Will never be the same
I hope you understand
I hope that you believe
I hope you stay a while
I hope you never leave
I miss you every day
I miss you every week
I hope you find yourself
I hope you find your peace