[Verse 1: Dekstra Large]
Yo, sugar sweetness for the inner-city naives
Sex, drugs and murders for the sinners and fiends
Mainstream trifles for the ones in between
If I left you out, you'd probably know what I mean
They put stupid motherfuckers on radio and scream
And kids don't know what to make of what they receive
So teens grow up to be cunts and assholes
That get fucked 'cause of their hunger for cash flow
Mass-produced consumers (control, copy)
If you hear this and turn to deaf ear it won't shock me
Companies and investers know
If you believe they're humanitarian the rest is sold
Bless your soul you gullible little idiot
Our product is made to make a profit you silly bitch
Rappers quote for just whatever little they have
Petty percentages, all they giving them back

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It's nothing, nothing, nothing
(Oh shit)
All the time, everyday
(Running through my mind, that's how I kick it)

[Verse 2: Dekstra Large]
So many lives destroyed as we make huge strive for yours
As long as mine (?)
Stylish toys and material values
I'm deployed on a mission to ask you to stop and think
Get some oxygen, lots of it
You know it doesn't hurt to show private ends
But these cowards ain't got no confidence
So fuck correctness, Deks get raw
Strangle politricks in their bed, rest assured
Put the president in the booth and press record
You will hear the truth and a confession, Lord
I guess it's wrong to be making threats
But they full fledged theirs and don't make amends
Don't take offence like it's personal
Or put yourself out of the equation and work it through

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[Verse 3: Palabras]
It's nothing, nonetheless life's a bitch
And it's fucking with my head, concussion
Rushing to the meds
For flushing out some more Russian (?) call it lead
Busting for dead, Russian roulette, cousin
Steady cussin' like I don't give a flaming fuck
If I don't like how you sound like, I'mma say you suck
If shit's tight and just aight, might get your props
But bring a knife to a sword fight, might get you chopped
Best be razor sharp at all costs
Brother, can't afford any more loss
Sister, if you don't know what you're going for
Brother, and you find yourself on all fours
Sister, it all boils down to what you make of it
Be the own boss now, fuck the later shit
If you make a mistake, you gotta pay for it
It's a celebration, bitches, take a sip

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