Spin Lyrics

I still feel bad, sometimes I feel worse than before

But that's not your fault, and it's not mine either

Spin Again, Spin Again

Spin Again, Spin Again

Yeah

The trivial feelings, They still make me sick

Wanna be healthy, But what y'all eat seems to still make me (What?)

Bumping lips, give you fits, Seems To draw hate like Chris

In my brain, I resist the desire to commit, Common sense

Burn incense, Rather I leave self incensed

Thinking of all the ways I stay tense

Wanted to break bread?, It's too dense

Wanted to burn the dollar, makes cents

Wanna just clarify to Mike Pence

Baby Greg Anarchism Like This

This is proud black music

Please don't ever let me loose it

If y'all wanna ride then ball fist

I done had enough of this (What?)

USA is burning like Cysts

When's the last time ya heard—(Yeah)

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And Die, expose diamonds in your "i"

I spy with my Little eye

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