Biohazard

You think just because we happen to be the same race

I won't crush this culture, stampede your safe space?

Oopsy, there goes your only means to save face

Made you look in the mirror, look, see, you lames make

Me wanna keep escalating, you know the more you resist

The more data I gather just to destroy you with it

Go ask the people in the bomb shelter, oh wait

I destroyed that whole place, y'all are so backwards

That for me to enlighten you, I gotta throw shade

Use attack words to roast S'more snowflakes

You know the old saying, the truth hurts, doesn't it

You won't admit our race has a problem, you run from it

And blame everyone else, white people, the government

Play the race card so much they make fun of it

I'ma bring this entire House of Cards down

Faster than when Kevin Spacey's career went tumbling

 

We're not judged anymore strictly cause of pigment

That's a remnant of past times that we lived in

Today, it's cause your personality is sickening

You tell yourself it's racial, cause that's easier to live with

People hate any color that's rude and sassy

Aggressive and angry, this is a truth unmasking

In large groups, you usually ruin what's happening

I bet you what I say will be construed as bashing

That's what y'all do, when confronted with the truth

Move to dismiss, discredit and disapprove

It's like a team effort, "ok man your stations"

"He criticized blacks, so we have to erase him"

And that usually works, but unfortunately for you

You can't defend against the way I'm using these words

Took all your lame excuses and threw it in the dirt

On some level you know my words are true and it hurts

 

Look up your own city's stats on violent crimes

Defined as, assault, robbery, homicides

Check your local news site, click the crime section

For real, go look, come back, and I'll dissect it

I want the lies ended, you think there's bias in the

Police force, cause more black folks have time spent?

Did you look at the website? Someone died again

Face air brushed on shirts, who's doing the crimes then?

Where's the outrage for that? I thought the lives mattered?

Oh not when you kill each other, ok, double standard

Another thing, let's address the prison population

Stop acting like the numbers are outrageous

The fact that it's disproportionate is not racist

Or systemic bias, where all the cops hate them

The inner city emphasizes fighting and violence

The police are dispatched to the wherever the crime is

 

Listen, we're molded by the environment we're raised in

So of course a lot of y'all are coming out abrasive

And for some of us, it's like, ok, I made it

But what are you really doing for the culture to save it?

Once you have the means, you move to a place that

Doesn't have the sorta problems the hood is plagued with

That's everyone's goal, I'm trying to get you to see

That all of the problems and the issues that we

Have to deal with, is a case of mistaken identity

That applies to everything, even the little things like

The way the store clerk greeted you, didn't seem right

To the customer before you, they were being nice

But with you, they seemed more formal, didn't they?

Less comfortable, uptight, it's a hidden game

We all play, figuring out, is he cool, or ghetto and rude?

If it's the latter, they're not trying to meddle with you

 

And that understandably makes you feel resentment

Now you have the exact attitude they're expecting

You confirmed what should've been a wrong impression

Instead, your demeanor makes 'em think you're all aggressive

What I'm trying so desperately to get you to see

Is that everyone's reality is what you perceive

Unless you're a baby, things you see have a history

You can generally read people, it's no mystery

Our life experiences creates a database

From seeing repetition, that's how a pattern's made

Call it a stereotype, that's easy to say

But that's nothing more than a "thought terminating cliche"

And that's any word, a declaration or phrase

That ends discussions, no further examination is made

But let's discuss it, what is a stereotype?

It's an idea you've been conditioned to bury on site

 

Obviously I'm not saying that you should do it

I'm saying you don't control your feelings on what you're viewing

Review one of the first analogies I ever made

From that first Youtube song, where I tried to demonstrate

That you'll feel a certain way in front of certain types of dogs

You don't control that, not a matter of right and wrong

You can't choose how you feel about most things in life

Let alone things that have established patterns,

So if you're treating 'em right pit bulls are less aggressive

But that's the exception to the rule, so why question

Why even bring that up as if it disproves the rule?

It's a coping method, you deflect it, you choose to fool

Yourself instead of reflecting on the rule, you scramble

Thinking of exceptions to it, that's deceptive stupid

I feel like I'm talking to brain dead sheep

Y'all are too sensitive because of a pain that's deep

 

I get it, it's almost genetic, a shared trauma

No one wants painful memories of the past brought up

Because of that injustice and lots of tragedies

You conflate that with today, logical fallacy

Ya'll demand respect but you're not respectful

Urban culture is nothing but a rotten cesspool

The music's stupid, that contributes a lot to it

Parents beat their kids cause they're not equipped to talk through it

Y'all can flame me, you know by now I'll walk through it

If I'm a bad guy for pointing out the wrong doing

Then that's my role, only one with the will to act on it

Let's be honest, the only one with the skill to rap on it

You can't live with your own failures, that's why

Whenever it's mentioned, you bury it and say that it's offensive

So the problem stays, you cowards allow it

Help me fix it, instead of looking sour about it

 

All it would take is one song to go viral

And the revolution starts, status quo goes idle

I'm showing the culture the problem is close by them

You coddle criminals, can't you say we don't like 'em?

Don't act like I only attack, I'm bashing now

But in my first two raps I didn't unload acid rounds

Eating away at you, evil, a savage now

Infiltrate your safe space just to smash it down

I thought that first rap I made, and its sequel

Would start to invigorate a small pocket of people

I thought the information would slowly propagate

I foolishly thought a revolution was on the way

That didn't happen, I'll make this whole thing collapse then

Took all the painful truths you hide from and stacked it

You'll eventually have to face it, I'll keep crushing y'all

Where you can't bear the weight like someone with no patience