| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
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| Whoa |
| Don't think? |
| Don't think? Don't fucking question it? |
| No |
| Not even a little bit? |
| You can go and fuck yourself, I ain't doin' that shit |
| Whoa |
| Don't think? |
| Don't think? Don't fucking question it? |
| No |
| Not even a little bit? |
| You can go and fuck yourself 'cause I ain't doin' that shit |
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| So don't think, don't fucking question |
| So don't think, don't fucking question |
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| Throw your dreams down the drain |
| Everyone accepts it, everything's the same |
| Conditioned, the mission is "stay in your lane" |
| Decisions are given, you can't remain |
| Outside the lines, identity's a crime |
| Give the hive what it needs but I do not believe |
| Exit doors hold empty promises |
| And all I want is to exist |
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| Whoa |
| Don't think? |
| Don't think? Don't fucking question it? |
| No |
| Not even a little bit? |
| You can go and fuck yourself, I ain't doin' that shit |
| Whoa |
| Don't think? |
| Don't think? Don't fucking question it? |
| No |
| Not even a little bit? |
| You can go and fuck yourself, 'cause I ain't doin' that shit |
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| Wined and dined to walk the line |
| A nationwide brain-rot happening in real time |
| So smooth inside that head, you can't resist |
| Yeah, you got someone washin' it |
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| Open those eyelids |
| Your ass got clockworked |
| Awkward, isn't it? Damn you've been giving it all |
| No masters, take the balls off these bastards |
| They don't run this |
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| Écoute, bâtard |
| You don't wanna see me at your dwelling |
| Bitch, I gift you the end of days |
| Burnt on the bullshit you been selling |
| Break that brick through the window frame |
| Gimme that gasolina |
| I got matches that match your name |
| My protest is never peaceful |
| Death to my enemies |
| Death to evil |
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| My protest is never peaceful |
| Death to my enemies |
| Death to evil |
|
| Woah |
| Don't think? |
| Don't think? Don't fucking question it? |
| No |
| Not even a little bit? |
| You can go and fuck yourself 'cause I ain't doin' that shit |
| Woah |
| Don't think? |
| Don't think? Don't fucking question it? |
| No |
| Not even a little bit? |
| You can go and fuck yourself 'cause I ain't doin' that shit |
|
| Woah |
| Open those eyelids, your ass got clockworked |
| No |
| Open those eyelids, your ass got clockworked |
| Woah |
| Open those eyelids, your ass got clockworked |
| No |
| You can go and fuck yourself 'cause I ain't doin' that shit |
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