War - (Hed) P.E.

Don’t you want your freedom

Do you not daydream

See how we split the atom

And bring them to their fucking knees

The policeman cannot stop me now

I smoke the best pot in town

I fuck a s***

I come up in her mouth

I do whatever the fuck I want

I’m an American

We run this shit

You’re all gay

We got guns and shit

You’re all lame

No you don’t understand

This is not a game

This is motherfuckin judgment day

This is war

Don’t you want your freedom…

My magnum let’s you know that I care

I spank ass — bite necks — pull hair

I fuck you in the kitchen

Doggy on the stairs

I do whatever the fuck I want

I’m an American

We run this

You’re all gay

We got bombs — happy meals and grenades

No you don’t understand

This is not a game

This is motherfuckin judgment day

This is war

Don’t you want your freedom…

Put em up…

Take it outside

Can we take it outside

Uncle Sam don’t take no shit

I wake up — I start the day dreamin

I blaze up — I wait for the weekend

I go to the club

Get fucked up

Get my dick sucked

I don’t give a fuck

I’m an American

We run this shit

You’re all gay

We got bombs and shit

You’re all lame

No you don’t understand

This is not a game

This is World War iii motherfucker