Texty

Countries invented ingredients based off the cancer that's linked to the study Our country do nothing, they don't want us healthy, it don't want nothing else but money No concern of dying, no concern of living, the outcome is so fucking funny Humans are fighting with weapons, but more of them die from what's inside their stomach Nothing but trash, and you thinking it's natural, hope that they never look into it Killing myself every time that I smoke, but I draw the line for when I'm eating bitch Fuck what you thinking and fuck what you heard Fuck all these things that they're feeding me Fuck all the time that I wasted away, eating up what has been eating me Say that you care, bitch I know that you don't, eat up the burger wash it down with coke American living you're doing your best, you working real hard and the weekend you rest Biotech boys, overflowing with disease All I see when I see your team, fuck away from me Biotech boys, overflowing with disease All I see when I see your team, fuck away from me
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