Beat: https://youtu.be/xHIAd3IDzco

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I don't do shit by the grace of God

I stay faded like the fog

I'm a shameless fraud

Fake, facade, half-baked, lost cause, maintained withdrawal

I'm erratic, TV static, bath salts and bombs

Flash frozen vitriol

Not so neurotypical

Gettin' sick of livin' broke

Eat the rich, wendigo

Take them to the gallows

Skip the rope

Slit their throats

Flay them to the marrow

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Chris comma Cross

I spit raw beef

Your catalog is applesauce

Your catalog is applesauce

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Always dressed to battle

They prod and press the cattle

Got some assholes in the caste with some assets to protect

Some cluster bombs to drop

And some contracts to be kept

Blame the brown, blame the poor

We've all heard this shit before

Litter bugs, jay-walkers, they just shift the blame and soar

Making money off of debt

Making money off of force

They just keep on making money so they keep on making war

I protest

We've regressed

Press the vest against my chest

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Chris comma Cross

I spit raw beef

Your catalog is applesauce

Your catalog is applesauce

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Divide a man cent by cent

Define him by the dollar

Design some hats and vests and shit

Present them with a mantra

Keep him kempt and call him friend

And watch him slog in squalor

Mind the clock

Mind his thoughts

They get lost, don't let 'em wander on the job

Gotta make the quarter

Gotta raise the stock, grow the pot, face the holders

Buckle down, bow your head, and bob it underwater

Simmer down, cool your shit, we're close to mid-October

Same stores on every corner

Cordon all resources, forced labor for the portion

Servin' court-ordered torture, ban abortion, keep 'em poor

We chartered course

Pulled the pork

Lock the chains and grab a fork