Lyrics:
fun
Maybe you're the one
Soon the new day breaks the dawn
Putting on some Airs
King For a Day
Hard to face your fears we wear the mask like
Hey
I'm bad juju
While you asleep, I'm on your street doing voodoo
See 'em in the day, I'mma say, how do you do
Have you ever smoked catnip till the sun
My alter ego fighting demons
Imma shine tonight
What's that you say
I'm stuck in a daze
I feel like going on so maybe let's just turn the page
You
together, rosarium
Maybe one day, get ten rings and I'll marry them
Keep my enclosure sealed, call it terrarium
Very much done with these rhymes, I am airin
was Real maybe it's the answer that hurts or We're just too sick to heal
Covid is killing so we have to wear this Mask
Through the riots and deception
Prolly never gon show her too insecure
Fuck it it's up
Waiting for Honey, she playing I'm praying one day that I fuck
Prolly gon cuff
Maybe, I plan to be
tuner is cute, ... maybe
She should learn to play the flute
Her juices run dry as several days go by
Practicing for weeks, not quite what she seeks
Every
see)
It's called the 6 million dollar man
(I can't see) He has the speed of a cheetah
The site (I can't see) of a falcon (my arms)
Strength (what's
lately
I'm crazy, and there's no way that you can save me
I'm sorry, maybe, I'd still gimme 6 feet for your safety
Every time I try to work it out inside
rodney king
And riot til we bludgeon every fuckin being
Within a million miles squared
Sniping from the rooftops
Tracers in the air
Blow you out your tube
a lifeline
Take it off then
Hear a flatline
They acting like mufasa, but they scars is visible
Not credible to they words on the riots and syllables
The media
it burn, or make a change
Riots happening non stop, corrupt police the ones to blame
We calling for reform, this time we ain't playing games
But you
but now they’re driven by police. Any cracker that hears this song and thinks it isn’t nice, well excuse me for thinking I had civil rights.
Maybe
phased by it
I'm always fighting back I'm never even amazed by it
It's like an inmate in my soul
I just say Riot
And when I need to shushhhh the voices I
January 6th
2 Thousand and 21
Klansmen were allowed by cops to walk right in the front
Of the doors to the halls of congress
Live for everyone
heart is where I drown
It barely makes a sound
Year round
I’ve found that I’m like wore out of my
Hoping for better days thinking
Maybe I’m better I’m
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
in front of the brawn
Six billion gorillas for whom the graves yawn
Each withered his mule-ish days to choose his tool of trade
Dueling blades that
I'm back in the 'Yo like it's back in the day
My city a riot, I go on a diet
But if I keep eating, they'll have a parade
I'm on the 9, I'm having
maybe take a walk with me if you feel like it
It's been a crazy six years that passed by, sharin' laughs n tears after we argue 'n fight
You turn
killin'
By, by politicians
Not been home three days in a row, Is this shit normal, maybe I'm crazy
My mind shifts and I can't see straight, but my body
I can?t laugh to hard I?m on a diet
I?m trying to lose myself
You ought to try it
Just starve for 6 days straight
Oh it?s a riot
Every Sunday night
on the steps yo gettin' good neck
only in the projects, we die with respect
pussy niggas quiet as kept will riot the set
six blocks of real niggas vexed
assorted
breaking me, taking me
Six feet under, six feet down
There ain't no way that you're breaking me, taking me
Down
And it happens everyday
Divisible by
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