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Stick'em Up

from Project Survival by Finn Martin

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I be riding through town looking like a buck fifty
Still got love for the humans that be fucking with me
Feeling like I got to take advantage of the bricks that hit me
Three little piggies you can miss me like Mississippi

A bunch of hippy dippies hippy flipping I like my acid trippy
Switching into spiffy wolf clothing like your grandmas missing
Rolling up some critical hitting these individuals
Keep the flow hysterical while I’m spitting these lyricals

I don’t believe in god, I don’t believe in miracles
I don’t believe we earned the right to harvest these materials
Sleeping in the cut killing all this cereal
Serial killers out hunting down the cheerios

Me I sit back bumping lines through the stereo
And try to rearrange all the lies they been feeding y'all
All these imperials make me all delirious
Looking at the stars gonna relocate to Sirius


Looking for the next task paying great
when we used to go around the world in 80 days
And the harvest was bountiful making hay
Trying to stick around and stake my claim

I’m giving this ignorance a kick in the dickens its
Like a bunch of hit or miss kids on the mission it’s
All ego and very little training
Marigolds and daisies pushed up daily

Running out of patience saving grace
Always too hungry to save some face
We like getting wasted late it’s a twist of fate
When your memory is missing dates

Tragedy strikes when you lose the debate
Then you choose to relate to the views of your mate
But the views of your mate are like the news on at 8
And the news only exists to propagate hate

So flip the channel off kick the battle
We’re getting ripped off like a ticket raffle
I’m sick of these assholes living like kings
While the rest of these beings are sick examples

We’re living samples getting studied
Gifted animals limping bloody
Stepping around all the traps in the mud
So the rats with the drugs can slip abruptly

Living in shambles these people are starving
It’s like we’re being lead by Marvin the Martian
On how to regard human life then we sob
And remind them what it’s like to have your carriage get robbed
Stick em up!

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from Project Survival, released February 22, 2021
Lyrics and Beat produced by Mat Lee
Scratching by 12hythm
Album art by Ben Wilson

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