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Make this brief- I am great
Least that’s what my pen states
But I ain’t fucking with kids
Allow me to demonstrate

First I hit ‘em with a Stone Cold lyric
Bet they curl up ‘round the time they hear it
Hit with a stunner and the crowd’s all cheering
3:16 ‘bout time you beer him
That’s when I spear ‘em in the head on some other shit
Yeah flags fly, but the cameras are loving it
Uncle Sam, man I’m bigger than the government
Wall St, Main St, Democrat, Republican
Lot of dumb shit done just for the fuck of it
Buck got passed- guess who got stuck with it?

Moment of silence for the ones left behind us
Who continually inspire us to keep on struggling

Yup, that’s what I’m talking ‘bout
Head up, even though your stock is down
Yup, that’s what I’m talking ‘bout
Head up- I think we’re going down

Back to the bottom where the bass is bumping
No one really knows… I guess he’s saying something
Sounds so smooth can’t help being sucked in
Rally round the man when you see him at a function
Left Right Left Right Left Right Left
Only thing certain is your marching to your death
One day at a time, so I’ll pray in these rhymes for the changing of signs
‘Til the future is mine

L
F
O
D

This right here ain’t really my style
But you know I rip it every once in a while
Turn up my mic and I do it with a smile
Gotta give my best for every man, woman, and child
You know the future’s for our children
And it’ll be a better one for them, Lord willing

Now, back to the fact that the spot where I’m at on the map
Is a place that’s lacking attention
Least when it comes to this hip hop shit,
But there’s a couple other things I could probably mention
Sports teams are a source a negativity from the top spots that they’re constantly clenching
Patriots, Bruins, Red Sox, and of course the motherfucking Celtics

Yup, New England’s what I’m repping for
Granite State, it ain’t no metaphor
Yup, so what you waiting for?
603- roll with me, lets kick this fucking door

Right off the hinges, get down to business
Grind from the bottom to the top of the hit list
Look back like oh, I did that?
Somebody better fix this
Right now I’m bout to twist this
Been a while since I ashed out a lit spliff
And my thoughts ain’t the crispest
But I’m the first to admit this
While rapid-fire rhyming while I’m blitzin
Whoa

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from Get Off My Lawn, released June 22, 2015
Lyrics by Uncle Sam. Guitar Solo by Nate Tanaka. Music by Mity Maose & Killer Kowalski.

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