Hunger in my brain
Give my bands to the poor
Keep that shit to yourself
Do you have no shame?
cll of my kin get taxed
cll of my kin complicit
It ain't our decision
Yeah, go ahead, quit the bitchin'
Goddamn, oh my god, I just caught some bodies
cll the way across the water, I'm so fucking sorry, nah
This ain't the way it's supposed to be like nah
Death and destruction far as I can see like nah
I just blew a bag on your soul, I ain't even think about it
I just blew a bag on your soul and I ain't even pick it out
10 years, no bands on no souls, they gon' lock me away
Look upon the world outside, I can't even pray
95 bil on some bombs
Where you bouta be when they fall?
Probably living well inside your four walls
You got a mother or a son, make a call
Damn, this that type of shit make me not even wanna rap no more
cll the evil in this world, we act like it don't matter, no
Demons dressed in green with automatics, come to kill your mom
Pilots flying overhead they place of learning, kill your son
It's tax season, let's all fund another war
cll y'all mouthbreathers don't even know what's going on
Man I don't even give no fuck, play your game and do your job
While ten percent of all your sweat get put inside that bomb
Yeah, list of things you'll never have to say
Dear god, my whole family died on Christmas day
My only hope, pick up a gun or pray the pain away
The highest powers in this world hate us and turn away
Suckas beefin' over swag, suckas beefin' over tags, suckas beefin' over bitches
People dying every day, children die in mother's hands and you ain't got shit to say
Fuck your world and fuck your trades
Suckas beefin' over swag, suckas beefin' over tags, suckas beefin' over bitches
People dying every day, children die in mother's hands and you ain't got shit to say
Fuck your world and fuck your trades