P.O.S. - Meth-Head vs. McNugget lyrics

Ladies and Gentleman
A'ight, the crowd looks pissed
There might be a problem here
Who's the scrubby new jack
Loud mouth little fuck, up there? Hi (HI)
My name is promise of stress, skill
I rep the mid-west still
I run from the rest, like
Kick a little who that?
Who the fuck he think he is?
I don't know him
So I'll show him little more than nothing
Nope, I will not have that in a song, flat
This place will be about as stable as Iraq
Wide tracks, similar to your girl's hair
Rock Sauconys, but only got one pair
Just stop mocking me
Just trying to get this place stirred
Just trying to keep it live
Do it up in the Air Force One
Like George Bush get retarded
Like George Bush
Whether you're drinking, or bang cocaine
Like George Bush
You've got no room for face (uh uh)
Who you think you are, George Bush?
Stay the fuck outta my Great Lakes
Wanna be known from the cities that quake
To the cities that never put on my breaks
Come on! Rock Kuwati, playing the bombs
Raps and hand claps
They're so long, it kinda worries my Mom!
Till I'm gone, I'm rapping DoomTree
Etcetera and so on, and so long
As I can still hold a pen in my hand, I will
And I'll write too
Spit some shit to excite you

P! to the O, S doomTree
On this Lazer beat
No, We keep it Live, Live, Live
Don't stop the body rocking
And keep the head nods nodding all night
Live, Live, Live when you sick of they shit
Put up a fist
Cause we the people who try to keep it
Live, Live, Live come on, who's world is it?
The world is their's too many of you think
"It's fine, It's fine, It's fine"

So, how many of you ladies and Dudes
Check the news say "It's fucked up"
But do nothing but say "It's fucked up"
I'm just like you, but to tell you the truth
I'm thinking about asking (oh no)
What he thinks of my nuts
I'm like "tea bag the government"
But that don't fix our predicament, does it?
Shit makes me sick to my stomach
General populace numb and that's all folks
How many of you realize you're the
Butt of the 9-1-1 joke?
Blessed to death but you' be better off
Pourin' some liquor on your hand
So you can wake up and smell
That herb and bean blend
And get get to get down
It's like get up, and get get to get down

Nah, I mean like really get really down
Get low, get the fuck under something (Sims)
They throwing fucking fire-bombs at me
Alright, Now wake up, stretch!
I'm like fuck, FUCK!
It looks like a blue day outside yeah, blue
Come on, What's next?

P! to the O, S doomTree
On this lazer-beat
No, We keep it Live, Live, Live
Don't stop the body rocking
And keep the head nods nodding all night
Live, Live, Live when you sick of they shit
Put up a fist
Cause we the people who try to keep it
Live, Live, Live come on, who's world is it?
The world is their's too many of you think
"It's fine, It's fine, It's fine"

POS (Live!, Live)
Wake up the kids and open eyes
(Live!, Live!, Live!, Live) i hope to see ya
Too many blind (Right)
And not too bright (The Time)
To bring a fork and a knife
To get their ‘free Mumia’, yea

Who's world is it? The world is theirs
Come on (Whose world is it?)
The world is theirs come on
The world is theirs too many of you think
"It's fine, It's fine, It's fine, It's fine
It's fine"

DoomTree on this lazer-beat
No, We keep it Live, Live, Live
Don't stop the body rocking
And keep the head nods nodding all night
Live, Live, Live p! to the O, S
DoomTree on this lazer beat
No, We keep it Live, Live, Live
Who's world is it? The world is their's
Too many of you think
"It's fine, It's fine, It's fine, It's fine
It's fine" (Alright)
It ain't, Fucker!

Lazerbeak's a fucking genuis, period