The pretense Is we don’t want a home in fact
we neglect the very joint we light up
L’s in ride and die to protect.
If they don’t see it in our eyes they’ll see it in our protests.
If they don’t hear it in our words wont understand the process of progress.
We need water shit Babylon is burning.
There’s broken glass smoke and piss everywhere we’re turning.

No regard no regret no respect no one learning.
We’re armed with street knowledge watch your back we’re emerging.
It’s clouds of pitch black smoke beginning to strangle.
Oh say muthafuckas you see the stars mangled?
Global warming is about to take its turn on the planet and dammit ain’t nobody even concerned.
We seem too intent to holding on to what we’ve earned.
Living in oblivion obviously we never learn.
We could have it all y’all only if we had the nerve.
Operation demolition around the curve. Better swerve.
Bet it burns