You ever seen a nigga hung
With a gold chain
I rather sing about the same things
That we claim
Such is bashful
But niggas like a task force
Mobbin on the streets and robbin' stores
in ski masks, bruh
Niggas ask for peace and riot to bring violence
'Cause it's a game of cat and mouse
And you gon' bleed silent
What's the justice in saying "fuck it', " and
grab the pump
Then kill a women with many children, makes
you a chump
Look at all the stores you wreckin'
Nigga I reckon
Think about the people who own it for about a
second
I know you got your problems but brother they
got theirs
This is not a gang, quit violence, and grow a
pair
But, yo
You rather hear me say "Fuck black prejudice"
Let's murder different races, grow hatred, and
form irrelevant
Views and etcetera
Knives thrown
Damage them lives blown
Oblivion hole cold
Oblivious
I won't dare say, that you should stop the
fucking ignorance
Murder ops
Killing shit
I'd enjoy the thrill of it
Bath in blood of officers
Different corpses, offing them
Auction them
Don't you bark at them
Murder them
Never heard of them
I could preach the peace
But say "fuck it" and preach the murder
Cause this ain't fucking life that we living
Go ahead and grab the extension
Grab another one
Uncle, cousin, brothers, send glory to all the
chosen ones
That will rid you of the innocence
But in a sense
Innocent will soon behold the ignorance
Blasphemous killing our own, murdering black