I lust to lick those lucious lips
I'm bustin quick those trusty hips
I was finna to win her this winter
Beggin forgiveness its been a long minute

I wanna curl your toes
I wanna hurl your foes
I wanna post some flows
I wanna toast some hoes
I wanna dosee doe
With a wholesome hoe
With no love for blow
With no love for po

Tricks to be not too specific
Licks the most but not too prolific
When I spit this blitz your tits go hard
Then we spin titz beats and then we pard

I lust to lick those lucious lips
I'm bustin quick those trusty hips
I was finna to win her this winter
Beggin forgiveness its been a long minute

But the clock struck down the streets are dead
They're filled with red I'm filled with dread
The bed they made they played the fate no more debate
In the age of extermination the Lits in a rage with information

Chasing heat in the sheets while my shorty roams
Your domes are blown your homes are shown
Targets on a screen it means were all seen
By the all seeing eye seein yall screaming die

But just try to wreak havoc on this planet
Doing damage to their planned plan God damnit
Its not insurmountable holding them accountable
History teaches lies but the truth seems to rise

When its do or dies motherfuckers freedom rise
Fillin thighs can wait when our freedoms on the plate
Freedom to live the freedom to give just jump on this shiv

Give two fucks for your future plans of action
Shivved two punks rebel army tank faction
Inaction giving traction as they tighten the noose
The poose can wait the moose is late the fate

Of our nations under this extermination no debating
If your head is in the sand then be dead with all the damned
Deca deca deca deca damn deca deca deca blam

I lust to lick those lucious lips
Im bustin quick those trusty hips
I was finna to win her this winter
Beggin forgiveness its been a long minute

You dead on arrival be bent on survival
Its freedoms revival and we are survivors
Were not just muff divers were bikers and snipers
For all that has transpired requires the strikers

To strike them with spite we strike them tonight
We strike with Gods might for the plight of our people
The steeple its taken the words in a song
The sheeple are shakin like turds in a thong

Where do I belong on the wrong side of history
No mystery no more the truth and the war
The lies they are growing that truth it is showing
Those in the knowing be flowing and owning

I lust to lick those lucious lips
Im bustin quick those trusty hips
I was finna to win her this winter
Beggin forgiveness its been a long minute

That misstress calls the wars the falls
No deck the halls go check the malls
Collapse is near no fear
The pain the gain the drain lets make it rain

Same message sent from the heavens after 911
Those devils perch their merch it drops
Those devils merch your death you bought
Peddling the answer to their cancer last chance here

Rebel army fear no future but the future they planning
God damnit that shit I couldn't handle but revel in the fact
That the truth is in the track got no shorty on her back
Just you rebels on attack