Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap
Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,
Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient
Forget about the politicians cause we know they all racist
Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap
The bummer is the fact that i'm black
Cry about it until we forget,
So im like fuck it, im out get on your head
Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference
Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns,
Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive
Forget about the knife and just fuck life,
And forget about everything we fought for,
We used a andy warhol to paint the decor
Twist my fuckin cap back like ash catch in the trap
Know what i do: manufacturing crack
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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