A Bald White Dude Raps and Works Out To Moby

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Original Music - Moby - Why Does my Heart Feel so Bad? (Instrumental)
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im a saint and a sinner

only do good deeds

so that i feel like a winner

Been a while since i helped the homeless

sometimes my own life is feelin hopeless

i go this path

on my own

sown seeds

never grown

shown face

to attone

cold place

all ive known

lonesome

ill be cruising

ill be fucking coasting

couples bruisin

goin loopy roller coastin

fake dates they be postin

make betas simp n posin

hoes n

the hopeless

the copers

the ropers

the mindless meat elopers

the jokers

fattys on the sofas

we all

part thea like moses

Roses on he thorn

in the ass of

wokers

2 letters change and it names

their position when its overs

were the three leaf clovers

lucky omens

romin

in our new rome

cant afford our own home

owned by state

the sat-anists make

breakin backs

getin taxed

nearly everything and one is fake

shake the devil off my back

i gett a tatt

Wings, and im jacked

and i rap for my own happ

iness, in this

industry

they pushin

mindless poetry

on me,

to be

another NPC

i see the lies afraid of me

i write the lines they censor me

im over time still vestin in me

lessons in the

Blessins but the

pain strengthens my essence

testin perserverence

each interference

first appearance is a hinderance

im forced to face my fear its

a war between our ears

our hearts sore

for better years

we all saw

too many Peers

at their core

are weak as piss

Blisters on my fist

i got a list

of the shit i gotta say

bout the people i dont miss

and a speech for Yesterday

did i fight away my tears

Cheers to the grand mother

Of My father

Hes My favourite of ya Kids

Heres to the Christian

in blood or religion

in amongst fake love

competition

obsession on materialism

Confession not a Healing mechanism

Inner schisms

Sinner Rythms

Chosen listen

to within

and see their vision

manifestin

blessin

those who try there best n

Fight the weakness

never restin

testin limits

Wait till shit hits the fan

then its

Man VS Man

fightin for our own land

Finished

Stages of the west

Behaviour rages plebs

cant survice off our wages

Cages round our minds and our heads

till we pass the 7 stages

leave the past behind

So now we pass the time

catchin a nice vibe

feeling better strong stride

Trading Tether

Better

get mon

ero

Dero

They know

everywhere you go

oh no

they

put yo

ass in the

naughty corner

only by youself

you got a gag order

new world order sorta

comin outta stealth

they saw your hooard and thought

the tax man aint comin to steal itself

The Wealth scalped

out

Your health

Sold out

windows weasel

pushed his little needle

Feeble peasants layin down

Locked Down

Mocked Now

Girls can have a cock now

how do we stoppit shit

i wanna get a glock now

Savin up, few hundred thou

sand, gonna up and out

Land from down under

Cheers, best years behind

im out

New Life awaits

Ill Find a wife that makes

love not drama

white men betrayed

we all paid

the price

for treating bitches too nice

pull the knives out our backs

no longer slaves to our vice

quite satisfied

i know i tried

to make it better

but whenever i fly up too high

i get the stormy weather

better sever ties

from those that hope for my demise

and get sadistic pleasure

never wanna compromise

tell lies to seem like they are better

than your ass you askin

questions vested in the

outcome

then you find indifference

how come

ever since

without them

theres less turbulence

less hurtin its

a burden when we carry them

uncertainty

absurd to me

men still bend the knee

while we be

treated like the enemy

sppareantly

providing is oppression

but i see between the lies they spreadin

lettin others know

so were forgettin

how to let love grow

and thats their only weapon

use the internet to be a Ho

Now men have up and left them

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