Lyrics:
treat us like opps to leave us dead in a box
Nobody love us but the hopeless, so we misunderstood
They feel like black lives don't matter, we just
acoustics
an my lyrical schemes Is like a chemical solution
I'm a guillotine for riddims, Homicide producer
Deadly I'm Yakuza ,
wid a brain like I'm
Lord God
I come to you a sinner
And I humbly repent for my sins
I believe that Jesus is Lord
I believe that you raised him from the dead
I will
yay) You sniffin’ mine’s, it's the best
Shame, shame, the governor has a fit
These days it feels like we live in a black plague
Black paid, ’til they
on the first day of Pride (Heh)
Jackboots on the rainbow crosswalks
Cap Hill covered in this chemical mixed fog
Street mural that say “Black Lives Matter”
Cops
is my gold tank, everywhere I go don't belong
I'm known by most, hated by many, endured by the rest
Police in dead skin, I'm so East,
well then why
rather die enormous than live
Dormant by any means necessary
And all that other shit is to control you
If the churches took half the money they was
Making
this shit is payback
You can't live his life, you know this shit ain't affordable
They listen to my songs, they say this shit unbearable
I'm only going
Our fragile souls forever lost
In a lifeless nightmare
Toxic romance
A newfound chemical love
Will we ever be set free
She has no one by her side
No
stay, stay with me?
All my life I was blind, I was blind, now I see
Fleet of black, fleet of black limousines
Oh tinted machines, here comes
stay, stay with me?
All my life I was blind, I was blind, now I see
Fleet of black, fleet of black limousines
Oh tinted machines, here comes
phone is answered
What? Hey Angelo this is the exterminator
You called for your
Rat problem my account's looking
A little thin
Close-up of what the phone
of chemicals breeds devils in my abdomen
Pretend like this is not the end
My hope becomes my medicine
I jump sending my bones
To hurdle a stone's throw
Up
us we used to be barbaric, we had actual queens
Black is watchin' child soldiers gettin' killed by other children
Feelin' sick, like, "Oh shit, this
not you know
I'm just not my chemicals in
My body are, like, the first emotion
That comes is not happiness so I
Kinda was struggling with that, trying
5 years later still pulling glass out of my head
Well I should be dead
I should be dead
Black out the last 7 night
Need dad is to borrow the car keys
show you my pain is yours
You could get what you love, be a chain in cause
You alive right now
There's so many that's dead or locked up inside the beast,
Who are we fooling?
Hell is hot, fire is proven
To burn for eternity, return of the student
That never learned how to live right just by how to shoot
in the dark
That's scrawled in a crossword
Five letters, thin blue line ain't cutting it
Black lives matter, stroke six is a mulligan
Truth trumps hate
fuck inprisonemnt
Look around for any chemicals
All I found was a cd of the black parade, i wanted to be joining
But not a single drop of poison
I
in every black man is a king and a kid
I know we all tryna survive, my nigga but do me a favor, don't forget to live,
Bro, you keep hitting me about
does arms movements
A different lover is not a sin
Believe capital H-IM! Hey, hey hey
I love my life, I love this record and
Mes petit's monstres, levez
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Devil's claw on golden seal
A highland flag on a red cedar
In the woods you will find me near
The black oak in burgundy with dead roots
Black oak,
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