Molotov

They said sit the fuck down
Shut the fuck up
Tell me exactly where you've been
My minds racing heart pacing
But right now I can't even figure out where the I am
Last thing I remember is being called a squatter
And that my body just kept getting hotter
Something about how we're gonna be martyrs
My memory doesn't really go any further
You're screaming is making you out like a clown
Ride around the streets like you own the town
Is there something you're trying to arouse
Talkin to you is like getting sober in a crack house impossible

You're so high and mighty
I'm just high alrighty
But you're so cocky you would think you fucked aphrodite
Am I righty? No I'm fucking lefty
So left my black flag being hung is a hefty
Full of all the ideals you're trying to sell me
You tiptoe around them like you're going to offend me
Offend me? I'm the god of offensive
Maybe that's why your starting to act so defensive
Backtracking back to square one
Right back to where we begun
You're a racist ignorant and bossy
All you are is a tax funded nazi
Fuck you

Backtracking back to square one
Right back to where we begun
You're out numbered thousands to one
You've been fucked since we begun
So if you want to take my livelihood
You'll have to take the bad with the good
I'm a Molotov
I'm a Molotov



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Writer(s): Justin Martin
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