The F-O-R-T-Y
F*ck that shit, that is my alibi
It's my alibi, I said check it
Yeah
As you know we're taking this next spit all the way from Subliminal Minds
Check it
Push back against the motherf*cking money stack
Watch the breeds, 'cus everybody needs a smack
Mindless sheep follows the orders of lab rats
Spit your wisdom on a motherf*cking 8-track
Yeah, on the motherf*cking 8-track
They say they care but fight so fair
But they get to see hypocrisy scare
Grab the mic, write and cite what you like
Unless you spark the wrong fight tonight
I know you dig this
I know you want this
Yeah
Yes the pistol cracks
Down the sight
Pull the trigger whether wrong or right
That feeling
Stop dreaming
Yeah, on the motherf*cking 8-track
You know I feel this
You know I deal this
Punk, take away the funk to get to ya
A communist flew ya
They're all sheep
Can't sleep
Yeah
On the motherf*ckin' 8-track
Pump the pump
Yeah, now we gotta take this one all the way f*cking back
Against the motherf*cking 8-track
Oh, the motherf*cking 8-track
Yeah
The D-E-V-E-L-O-P-E brand of hypocrisy
The brand brand of hypocrisy I provide
When my life's diseased to this
When my life's diseased to this
Motherf*cker
We're bringing it closer
We're bringing it even closer
Yeah
We try, to f*ck that shit up
Yeah