And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one-time
And when the 1999 rewinds,
you didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world,
it's nauseatin
Everybody's hating everybody,
overrated
Why everybody acting agitated,
I thought we graduated
Back in the saddle waiting,
aboard the battle station
Hating is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains,
close open up the door,
no more
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