.[Intro: Apocalipps]
Lyrical terrorism
Yo, yo, yo
[Verse 1: Apocalipps]
Me and my niggas, we comtemplate and puff sour>
How we gon' crash an airplane into the Trump Towers
Freedom of speech, go grab your heat, then pump showers
Donât want the money this time .
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