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payday monsanto - attention span (benefits of membership) lyrics

i’m so glad you decided to join me, i hope you stay for the duration, and for all you simple+minded motherf+ckers…i’m sorry about your attention span. mista payze has programmed me to constantly remind you of the benefits of membership…and, he said “if you have any problems with anything, blow me.”

i guess you guessed by now, i don’t care, yeah & my language is foul. f+ck it, put all your complaints in a bucket, tell the man from kentucket. i don’t give a f+ck, here’s somethin’ you can suck, that’s word to uncle chuck. (unh) you’re all goin’ straight to h+ll in a handbasket. how you lеt them look down they nose at you? and, auction off all of thеy sk+nky+hoes to you? i guess you just figured that’s what you supposed to do, ’cause you’re mentally conditioned, psychologically twisted. my freestyle’s biologically manufactured in a petri+dish, to do whatever the f+ck i wish. i can’t believe n0body told you, my friend. i can’t believe they bought & sold you, again. we ain’t got no time for silence, tyrants must be taken out with violence. extreme, i seen it in a dream. check, one, two. i do expect it to come true. we ain’t got no time for silence, tyrants must be taken out with violence. extreme, i seen it in a dream. check, one, two. and, i do expect it to come true. yea, yea, i’m on some laid+back sh+t, just an example of the mood that you’ll get paid back with. here’s a sample of the food, and i slayed that sh+t. got the blood on my hands to prove it, ‘ya betta move it, before ‘ya lose it. oops, you already lost it, came in the game hot, like ‘ya just got frosted, like a donut, i stay around sn+tchin’ ‘ya air. f+ck a cop, ‘ya betta call captain eclair, or sergeant danish, i can make it painless, right after i stick this plunger up ‘ya +n+s. forty+one projectiles from the stainless, make ’em put a thick chalk+line where ‘ya frame is. i thought you was told, you just been bought & sold, your soul is just gon go, but my soul ain’t worth a mil. word to more deep, i walk around this town, like i had four feet, you look tired as f+ck, you should get more sleep. you been snoozin’ on my sh+t, i could see that, b+tches talk sh+t behind my back. yea, yea, i be that, but in my presence you a stutterin’ pr+ck, you should get a job somewhere b+tterin’ d+cks. you watchin’ too many movies, utterin’ sh+t right from the script, verbatim, i’m more classic than art tatum…

and, for all you simple+minded motherf+ckers, i’m sorry about your attention span…i’m sorry about your attention span. mista payze has programmed me to constantly remind you of the benefits of membership…and, he said “if you have any problems with anything, blow me.”

i know you’re brainwashed from watchin’ the news, listenin’ to idiots, and talkin’ to fools. but, most pedophiles ain’t stalkin’ the schools, they’ve acquired official positions, walkin’ with tools. smart enough to know a badge & a gun could get ’em away with murder, just for fashion & fun. whether k!llin’ a priest, or stabbin’ a nun, or icin’ a mistress who planned on havin’ they son. your collective soul was for sale, but they stole you, now you allow maniacs to control you. psychos have been appointed & elected, the whole system’s corrupt, i don’t give a f+ck, respect it. my crew’s true in whatever we do, y’alls depressin’, but i could never be blue. my favorite gun’s from ’72, i’ll bust the sherrif, and the m+th+f+ckin’ deputy, too. ha+ha…old+school with my finger on tha trigga, n+gga. how the f+ck ‘ya m+th+f+ckaz figga, you could f+ck with tha certified, bona fide? all ‘ya playas is whack, plus ‘ya owners lied. old+school with my finger on tha trigga, n+gga. how the f+ck ‘ya m+th+f+ckaz figga, you could f+ck with the bona fide, certified? i love truth so much, i feel obligated to murder lies…

i’m sorry about your attention span…
mista payze has programmed me to constantly remind you of the benefits of membership. and, he said “if you have any problems with anything, anything, blow me.”

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