Frustration

I'm So Fucking Addict (Fucking Addict)
 I'm So Fucking Addict (Fucking Addict)
 God, God
 Please Help Me God
 Christians Please Pray For Me
 Haters Please Keep Me Strong
 Playas Please Love Me
 Like You Love My Every Single Song
 Since My October 5th
 Both My Fucken Palms Itch
 Made Myself Millions
 But Thats Not What I Call Rich
 Once I Told My Mom This
 You Are Not My Mom Bitch
 You Stole Me From My Family
 Fed Me From The Wrong Tits
 Please Forgive Your Younger Son
 You Know I'll Fucken Die For You
 Woman You're My Life
 You're In Almost Every Rhyme I Do
 Can't You See I'm Dying
 From The Pain That I Brought To Us
 Its Obvious
 My Conscious Just Won't Let Live Anonymous
 I'm Exposed Like Kleptos
 Just Interview My Ex Hoes
 They'll Tell You That I Used Them
 Then Used Them In My Best Flows
 S.P. I Have Blessed The World
 How Did They Return My Love?
 Friends Try To Kill Me
 And Now They Give Me Nervous Hugs
 Get My Flows The Perfect Drug
 Jordans Pushin' Redfore In
 Consider It A Privilege Listen I Ain't Hatin'
 But They Got Your Boy Debatin'
 If I Bust Who Would Knew
 Except God Maybe Satan
 So I Sit & I Wait
 Steady Contemplatin'
 No Peace On The Streets
 Must Release My Frustration
 Yeah I Haven't Fought Police
 And Tudy Tried Warning Me
 But I Met Those Bitches
 Thats Abusing Their Authority
 I Know We Got Some Good Cops
 Plus I Know Your Jobs Hard
 Some Have Gotten Killed
 Cause They Walked Up To The Wrong Car
 Lots Of Men In Uniforms
 That I Consider Heroes
 Lots Of Men In Uniforms
 That Act Like Fucken Real Hoes Guess Yall Hate The Mexican
 Maybe How The Things Changed
 The Accents, The Restaurants
 To You It Might Seem Strange
 But We Have The Same Dreams
 Want The Joy That Peace Brings
 Thanksgiving Day
 The Only Day I Didn't Eat Beans
 Got Gave Us X-Ray
 To See Pass The Skin Tone
 Don't You Know That All Of Us
 We Were Born From One Rib Bone
 Or Do You Have That Syndrome?
 That 1950's Racist Shit
 Hatin' Bitch
 Can't You Fucken See
 You Suckin' Satan's Dick?
 I'm Ain't Sayin' Rival Me
 But Damn Am I The Rivalry?
 Seems Like Everybody Singing
 Ebony & Ivory
 How bout Singing Ebony & Ivory & Brownery
 America, America
 What You Ain't Proud Of Me?
 Now That All The Freeways Buildin'
 Throw Me Out The Country
 Its Not My Fault
 I Thought Jorge
 Had Chopped Down A Plum Tree
 Radio Don't Play Us
 So We Don't Got No Place To Call Home
 Pocos Pero Locos
 Tried Their Best To Put Our Songs On
 But They Do It All Alone
 And Thats What I Call Bravery
 Just One Show Thats Saving Us
 And Showing Love From A To Z