ain't got a job ain't got a home ain't got a place i can
call my home got no time got no rhyme and i don't care if
you think it fits i'm a have not got no clue got no view i
don't care if i'm out of tune i got vision i got sight and i
don't care if you think i'm right i'm a have not i'm a
bore.... what you sleeping for i'm a waste.... you're a
waste of space i'm a loss.... you're a loss of time i'm a
space.... you're a hopeless case in no scene got no means to
get me out of the inbetween i'm not punk and i can't skank
and i don't care for your social rank stuck in the populace
inside megapolis checking credit testing piss all to be a
part of this i am human right i refuse to fight for your
rules for your schools i refuse to be your fuel
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