I still get angry I still get sad And the losers Still drive me mad And I wonder If I have anything to say anymore Oh yeah I wonder if i have anything to say
Except the masses are asses Oh yeah, the masses are asses They're all asses
Things still Piss me off And things Still make me cry Poetry's in motion, not in mind Poetry's in motion but not in my mind Poetic justice will come in time And I just have to laugh, I just have to laugh
Because the masses (masses) are asses (asses) Oh yeah, The masses (masses) Are asses (we're all asses)
Poetry's in motion, not in mind Poetry's in motion but not in my mind Poetic justice will come in time And I just have to laugh, I just have to laugh
Because the masses (masses) are asses (asses) Oh yeah, The masses (masses) Are asses
Masses are asses every day Masses are asses in every way Woo woo
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