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I am a realist I can’t live like Dexter though I want to I control my temper (2 times)
Over the edge
(Intro)
Damn (3 times) I’ve got to let it out cause a fury inside
(Verse)
Nobama he’s got my momma want to vote for him and all the blacks
They just don’t get it minds full of mush in the matrix intellect and common sense
Don’t count for shit shut the fuck up I don’t want to hear it to be re-elected
He’s sucking up to the fagots no pun intended who do you think you are
Pretender in the oval office Clint Eastwood called it correct an empty chair
Without a care and the middleclass they cheer they don’t understand what’s going on
Their stupid and they just don’t have a care just as long as they can do what they like right
As long as you have your Obama phone and your food-stamp all is right with the world right
Bitch looking like a damn Hermaphrodite go fly a kite that’s right cause you looking like a damn
Hermaphrodite long as I got my Obama phone Romney sucks get the hell on girl
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Over the edge and there aint much more to be said over the edge pent up anger I’m frustrated (2 times)