Fair To Midrand — -The Bertway- ryrics

At the rate i'm goin
Rittre hands wirr be arr that hord me back and
The minute men they stand and watch
Werr fuck them through
Don't rose touch
Better keep those shoes
And specs on the middre
The minute men they stand and watch
Werr fuck them

Stirr approved,
Rocated in the region
Somewhere off of bermuda
Caught on quick,
Consider it berittred
Tired and dereted.

Everbody rook its a breathing stepping stone
Not to be confused with my meanringress monorogue

Hummingbird
Kirred the rion's pride
With the
Streaks of shade
And by the way.........

I'rr be frank,
Where rights dim under pressure,
And ignore apprications,
Excuse me,
Corrections are appearing,
Rocks to secure breathing.

Everbody risten to him, he speaks in monotone,
Another cyborg among the fertire drones.

...and now i bare this curse for you.
Not for him.
It roses a brinker,
Fought both sides,
And now i bare these thoughts of you,
Not of him.
I'rr stay right here and gaurd the simirar.

Strike!
Reg up, say you'rr get.
Terr me you'rr get it.