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Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for
Coming out tonight
This is The Prince Predator Show
I hope you had good fuckin time I've got
One more song, we're about to get it in
Let's fucking go

They're craving entertainment, well I take payment
Most hated, your friendly neighborhood chaos agent
Been locked away in the basement awaiting my arraignment
But I escaped my containment just to come and make a statement
Don't need inhalants or powders, I just get louder and
Shout my lungs out, manifest to increase power, I said

I need more allowance
Bad bitch, astounding
When I exited stage left, applause was resounding

Wow! So high brow, yet still more wild
Than a lady with pink hair, a peg leg, and one eyebrow
Sidelined, here on standby 'till the hype dies down
But I'll rehearse until returning to deliver just desserts
Sorry if I made it worse for ya
It's something I've been cursed to know
But it's just business, god forbid I ever make it personal

I need more allowance
Bad bitch, a stallion
When I exited stage left, applause was resounding, ah

Evil afoot, my demeanor is Trunchbull
Never subtle or humble, always ready to rumble
Locking niggas in The Chokey then I turn it Wumbo
Loaded for bear, don't poke me unless you're looking for trouble
Been tucked away getting comfortable as civilization crumbles
So I can wait in the dust and then rise up from the rubble, I said

I need more allowance
Bad bitch, Italian
When I exited stage left applause was resounding

Prepare for the loss, the despair and remorse
Don't dare to withdraw or declare him a fraud your comparison's off
I ran all the odds, I ain't scared of the cost
I've been damaged beyond all repair so move on
I'm aware off my flaws, and
Beware of my thoughts, they may throw off your balance as I
Go off the beaten path, and just keep wilding, I said

I need more allowance
Bad bitch, a thousand
When I exited stage left

Fuck it

Look

Feel like I'm sinking, I'm in need of a boat
Belief is the antecedent piece to keep me afloat
To achieve all my goals, challenge peace and control
Because policing's obsolete, the people need to dispose

Ayo these thieves won't let me be, see they got me by the throat
We exposing like I'm Brockovich I got shit in my pocket
They think I copped from a shop-and-lift
Subjected to a stop and frisk
'Cause Blacks are just a monolith they need to be owned

Peter Parker plays protector, well Pred pens poems
Not quite a hero but got my own agenda proposed
To extend to the rows of silenced men and the souls
Who met an untimely end just trying live in this mold

Where you're slain unprovoked, and perpetrators are known
But shit always stays the same because the state still condones
It ain't safe in your home, time to wake up the fold
Break away from the hold, and stake our claim to the throne