Lyrics:
Deplorable by association, Go against their fascist mob if you dare
Hated by Karens all across the nation, mainstream media corrupt I swear
So sick
Yeah... a message to the N.B.A. ("well that's alright")
The National, Basketball, Association
We begin ("well that's alright")
Your man is
gang, stay with my association
Smoke too much, can't stand dissociation
I should probably stop but I won't and that's okay
I don't think it will kill me
distracting
The point at hand
Flood the streets
And hang the man
No association
or commonality
The bell is broken
No freedom rings
We've come too far to shut it
life and death of social politics
Those who think control brings the light in them
We can't resist the abuse controlling how our lives exist
We can't
above it
I forgive you
Because I'm above it
But don't stop me from telling the truth
If you stop me from telling the truth
It's just like the abuse that I
We got megaton bombs, rocket ships
Stop and frisk, and deep-state operatives
I've been waiting for the plot to twist
I'm an optimist, locked in
to the next stop
Less talk, more direct shots to your breadbox
While despots turn the third
Rock into a sweatshop
We need room to breathe
Sustenance for
I think I want to be seen, I think I want to be anyone but you
Is that what you think of me
I refuse to be another one of your tools
Don't abuse me,
through the hour glass
Can't stop the hands
Try and watch the hours pass
You by like you standing still
I smoke - I fuck - I kill these pop stars
Bitch
Cant stop the hands
Try and watch the hours pass
You by like you standing still
I smoke - I fuck - I kill these pop stars
Bitch - this suburban noize
and rippin' money-grippin' be gropin'
The baddest apparatus got the fad as I'm open
I never slip or fell, I raise up ?? well
I bash you in your bell, you got
to get the crown
Then get out your seat and jump around
It trends worth every cents stop complaining
Come downstairs with nothing but a shoestring
whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man
Makin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna
a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for Sonny
Making a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for
There's only a rare few that could do that shit
When I got the rock, never lose that shit
And when the beat drop, I abuse that shit
Shit, I'm bigger in
whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man
Makin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna
Makin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, y'know
You call 'em demos
But we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is
a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for Sonny
a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for Sonny
be set if we enter the end of peace
Settling isn't an option no more
We gon' box in this war
you'll be hearing them bells before we knock on your
the working class is ominous
They got is indoctrinated through a brew
A religion mixed in with abuse
Emotional, we sit in pews
It's physical, we get
a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for Sonny
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