Lyrics:
[Verse 2]
People trapped behind the gates, ignorance in their state of mind
Cause they formulate a plan just to penetrate us
You see they stimulate us
What are those arts?
Chiefin' on some good herb
Esco fire up
Psychedelic flow, smokin' kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I'ma pimp
making this breathtaking shit out of the
shit we make. then, it ain't shit no more, all taken
and gone in us by us in charter at the nature theater
Sometimes I wish I was miniature no two ambitions and visions are similar
I'm still on a mission to sit with ya wicked scars always remain til you think
on a mission
1-2 ya, the gears are shiftin'
He called, I cried, we broke!
Racin' through the moonlight
Every John is just the same
I'm sick of their city games
Taylor Zephyr !
Bingley!
Back to make Casual Chic, man, Make Jesus Trend
Let’s go !
Oh it's a beautiful day
Not much else here to say
I know this
yes men by your sides
When you walk along this route
Go, go swimming 'gainst the tide
Go swim, swimming
East Side, East Side
All around us
All
I’m just here to ask questions to whom it concerns for my people
We want answers, here us out, we are equal
It just evil, all he wanted was some
and forget
When those videos are up, we blaming each and every officer
And you can't blame us for that, you had one job
It's to serve and protect the citizens
(Desire for r-)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Pay your fine fucking fine
There ain't no time I pull on them pricks and made them cry
All my gs are fired you won't try Yes like Daniel Bryan
When I
This is not a dream
What's happening to this place?
(Taylor 'bout to fucking flex)
Cross on neck for the ones I hate (Cross)
Friday's here, got
fights at school
Whoever came and made it there fresh was cool
So that taught me
I started stealing dean's walkie-talkies
Five cent a chip
and the legions of lowing lettuce pickers know, and all those in and out of the "know" know that roaches are building a motel for us.
America! You're
took your lives.
Portrayals of Tamir Rice, Breonna Taylor and Trayvon Martin by:
Diante Butler
Angel Hart
Dominick Hawkes
© 2020, Angel Hart
all the politicians higher than the state are in the know?
Nah, dismantle the whole system
And if all lives matter, you should stand here with us
know what to do with that shit
I can show ya I can grow ya Into something much colder
We the highed-up title holders. Behold us
Behold us
There's hoes
seven days a week
Money, we count it 'cause that's
The routine to us
If the bitch got a paper planе by her bed
That mean that shе fuck with Khalifa
the forest, fell off the cliff and
Tumbled 'til you blew up, Feds told her and she threw up
Fake bitches, actresses, wicked witch practices
Two sides of us
there are two more of your friends I know
you'll want to see, they're waitin' for you." There they were standin'
side by side and smilin' at me--Hank
Rest in peace to Tamir Rice
Aura Rosser
Travyvon Martin
Brianna Taylor
George Floyd
Atatiana Jefferson
Man the list goes on... The list goes on
I go
we are it
Was an expression of our now
Our fame right now
Us on the inside of the TV you know
Just to put the
Audacity to put Anna Wintour right next
My whole team zooted, they said are you coming with us?
As I hit the smoke I heard the music getting loud.
Couple coughs of smoke and then I look
creepa
That one when she sneak up be leaving you numb in the process
No you'll never see us
Cause we are the reapers that meet when ever your times death
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