[Verse 1: Illmortal] Surrounded by all the lights, six mics, six dykes. When I hit the stage everyone please go crazy, begging don't faze me my memory is hazy from all this haze be.. Fucking me up from the daylight to at night, all I need is my music, fuck "Pussy, Money, Weed" you think I'm fucking foolish? The government controls the mindless...Learn More