Rebellion against the fears that hunts us all. Riding trought the forest as we heard our freedom call. Raising our fists to heaven swearing it could not
, everywhere I'm bubbling, you bubble gum Chew you up, spit you out, nigga, cause I'm troublesome And if they lyrical then what the fuck am I? The maker
I'm bubbling, you bubble gum Chew you up, spit you out, nigga, cause I'm troublesome And if they lyrical then what the fuck am I? The maker of miracles
