(Chorus) 'cause I been pushed and kicked Too doggone long And I took this shit And this shit ain't gone And we prayed and prayed Too God damn long With that "Kumbaya my fuckin' lord" With that Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing (Verse 1) It was on the news last night Another blue man took another black life Killed an unarmed man with his hands tied Then they set him on fire with a gas light Started talkin bout crimes from a past life Like the fact he did time made the act right Swallow xenophobic propaganda slash lies While a Fox News coon tries to chastise Get a black face To tell a white lie Have a black face And you might die From a gun shot From a white guy In a blue suit While he's inside Of your home Mindin your own Cause he's still prone To put one in your dome Or put a knee cap Or your neck prone Those who have sin Still cast stones (Chorus) 'cause I been pushed and kicked Too doggone long And I took this shit And this shit ain't gone And we prayed and prayed Too God damn long With that "Kumbaya my fuckin' lord" With that Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing (Verse 2) We march, sing, protest Peacefully, but My people get fucked still This isn't done We prayed, looked up Got down on our knees We faithfully sucked, but Jesus ain't come I'm so damn heated That I got a bunch of heaters Wanna make your body eat em To the beat of this drum Mossbergs, glock nines Isn't this fun? Right wingers love guns Til a nigga gets one I will not Just sit back and idle I will strike you Kick back, and fight you Take my rifle Oh how I'd like to Take your life Just scope out and snipe you How the fuck you expect Me to cope When they take away Every little piece of hope? This ain't that Turn the cheek peaceful trope This is payback For every single piece of rope (Chorus) 'cause I been pushed and kicked Too doggone long And I took this shit And this shit ain't gone And we prayed and prayed Too God damn long With that "Kumbaya my fuckin' lord" With that Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing (Verse 3) When I ask why you treat me like I'm sadistic You start reachin' up your ass with Crime statistics Like that's a good reason why I'm the victim of harassment When there was not A crime committed Blatant discrimination That's based on skin color Which makes it racism Breeds hate for each other And most of these laws Were passed by politicians Who claim to be progressive But clearly hate niggas So tell these Democrats To go and fix their tears And apologize For the past 60 years And stop pandering to me To try to get my vote With your token sambos To appease my folk You lie to my race Then smile in my face And pray that I gave Divine and blind faith Black as Hell rage Massive 12 gauge Heart blacker than your square On your Instagram page Fuck a black square And you black squares This is not a trend You do not care But we marched on It was not fair Then we asked God He was not there (Chorus) 'cause I been pushed and kicked Too doggone long And I took this shit And this shit ain't gone And we prayed and prayed Too God damn long With that "Kumbaya my fuckin' lord" With that Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing (Chorus) 'cause I been pushed and kicked Too doggone long And I took this shit And this shit ain't gone And we prayed and prayed Too God damn long With that "Kumbaya my fuckin' lord" With that Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing Kumbaya I don't wanna sing

(Chorus) Please don't move that Tumbling rock Please don't move that Tumbling... (Verse 1) Rarely ever been envious I know what I have envy of People that can get along with strangers And the people that can give friendly hugs I remember at an early age When I wasn't so afraid of love Nowadays I wanna build a cage And stay away from people, I'm afraid to budge Used to be a time When I didn't have this mechanism up But then someone that I loved and trusted Came and took away all of my innonnence Now how was I supposed to look My father in the eyes and say that At the tender age of 9 I was raped By someone of the same sex? But he suspected that I was molested But I lied to him said, nothin' happened 'cause aspects of black culture's backwards These things happen, but you don't confess it And if you do, well then you're pitiful Or you're a snitch, or you're just breakin' up the family Or they guess you must've really want it 'cause you never fought it, (you're a motherfuckin' faggot) So I flipped through Playboys And act tough to stay norm Was confused from abuse And explored with gay porn But at night had nightmares And cold sweats, can't stay warm In daytime I black out Don't know what I rage for (Chorus) Please don't move that Tumbling rock Please don't move that Tumbling... (Verse 2) Grew up hatin' male figures Fuck, I think I even hated males period Gravitated more towards women 'cause I felt more safe period Always felt I couldn't trust a man Because my past was fucked, so can you understand Why I would open up and then extend my hand Towards a woman, but she only took advantage Maybe she had practice, 'cause she seemed to managed Get my guard down fast, like it was easy access 'cause she seen the way that I would be relaxed When she would speak and I would even seem to laugh At all the jokes she made, and so of course she played along Like it was fun and games but real safe and all The pain I felt and all the anger gone Until she made me strip and slowly take it off But even though I wasn't into it My fuckin' body froze after she hooked me in And then she took me in and made me put it in I close my eyes and I don't wanna look again When a woman does it, everyone they love it They think nothin' of it, 'cause you're just a boy They just laugh and shrug when makin' the fun of it So I don't tell no-one, what's the fuckin' point? So I try to stay poised And act cool to stay normal Confused, this abuse It feels good, but painful And at night, have nightmares And cold sweats, can't stay warm In daytime I black out Don't know what I rage for (Chorus) Please don't move that Tumbling rock Please don't move that Tumbling... (Verse 3) Stomach full of pangs and heavy knots (ay) Angry and I wet the bed a lot (ay) Always gotta make a frickin' racket Take my wrist and scratch it, til it bled a lot (ay) Isolated and I read a lot (ay) Used to bang my fuckin' head a lot (ay) I'm so sick of fuckin' cryin', that I cry inside And I don't really shed a lot (ay) Masturbate until I chafe a lot (ay) Used to have to get restraint a lot (ay) Manic, paranoid and panic, when I start to ramble off And start to say a lot (ay) Hospitals, I had to stay a lot (ay) Screamin' that I fuckin' hate the doc (ay) Teenage patient, and these people gave me medication Make it so my brain'll rot On the West Coast, and the East Coast I would fuck hard, give her deep strokes 'Til we sweat lots, like a sweat shop Kept the bed hot, full of wet spots Gimme, yo' holes, I want both 'um Give you long dick, when I stroke 'um Give you my tongue 'til it goes numb And we fuck long, but I don't cum Smile on my face when I say it's amazing While inside I hate this It's drivin' me crazy At night I have nightmares So I'm steady waking In daytime I black out I know why I'm raging (Chorus) Please don't move that Tumbling rock Please don't move that Tumbling rock Please don't move that Tumbling rock Please don't move that Tumbling rock Please don't move that Tumbling....

Beautiful People used to tell me that I'm not But I'm beautiful I look at my skin and I know that I'm beautiful People in those magazines And those TV screens They don't look like me But I'm beautiful (Verse 1) Before I had a bike And could go crossin' the street Momma had to teach me How to talk to police Momma said be quiet When they're talkin' to me The cops'll probably start to set it off If you flee People will treat you different Simply 'cause your hue's different People look at you with apprehension 'cause you're viewed different When a person does a crime They're gonna think that you did it It just happens all the time There's nothin' you can do with it So you work twice as hard They say it's not hard enough Just as bright as anyone They think you're not smart enough When you feel you had enough And you get mad and pack it up They look at you like just another Angry brother actin' up Imagine what the damage does When teacher's say you can't keep up And probably better with playing sports Or being janitors And see the way compared to other races In same situations How they're treating us with hatred When they handle us (Chorus 1) I'm beautiful Teachers used to tell me that I'm not But I'm beautiful I look at my skin and I know that I'm beautiful People in those magazines And those TV screens They don't look like me But I'm beautiful (Verse 2) Learned to run fast But I was never was an athlete Had to run away So white kids could not attack me 'cause around my way Was where the middle class blacks be But up the block where it was white Was where they said I can't be Just for walkin' to the store For comics and some candy I used to have to have a friend For backup and a plan b Sometimes me and Walter would be walkin' And a cop would just be stalkin' us Then talk to us And sometimes even slam me People wanna slam me Judge me for my past sins Thinkin' 'cause they cuffed me That my guilt is automatic But I felt harassment Simply 'cause my black skin's Darker than what beauty standards Telsl you is attractive And all the ways we're demonized So we could not be humanized And looked at like we're equalized In any other human's eyes Has really me left me traumatized And people giving evil eyes And think I should be penalized But even so, I feel that I'm (Chorus 2) Beautiful Society will tell me that I'm not But I'm beautiful I look at my skin and I know that I'm beautiful People in those magazines And those TV screens They don't look like me But I'm beautiful (Verse 3) Your self-esteem and pride Will probably often get parked when You're the only person In your family with dark skin And people of your own race Make fun of you often And all the while your own friends Are layin' in coffins So you feel segregated, alienated Angry, agitated 'mad 'cause they just play into ways When It was back when slaves Would say that they would hate To be as black they were 'cause of all the notions we were taught That being black was wayward Imagine growin' up And no-one saying that you're beautiful Have to tell yourself Despite the ways they're being cruel to you No-one ever praisin' Anything you can and wish to do Only ever gaze with apprehension Like they're pissed at you Speak of all your dreams And they just think that you're delusional But still love yourself From every molecule and cuticle Your hair, your skin, your lips, your nose, Your fingers, legs, and hips and toes Your eyes, your waist, your body shape Your height, your weight, entire race (Chorus 3) Is beautiful People gonna tell you that you're not But you're beautiful I look at your lovely dark skin And you're beautiful People in those magazines And those TV screens They don't look like you But you're beautiful

Malcolm X: If it's legal for a man to carry or have in his possession a rifle or a shotgun, especially faced with what Negroes face in this country are confronted with, they should have it. They shouldn't go out attacking someone with, but in the face of the brutality that our people encounter, it’s not unjust to teach a negro to have a rifle or a shotgun in his house. (Chorus) 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor (Verse 1) Now we can go compare struggle But it's never the same I was born with hate against me And inherited pain I took all the rage and torment Sittin' there in my veins Slave codes, and Jim Crow Have left a permanent stain Of low-self esteem, no hope And urban decay I could leave my home and Probably would get murdered today I got post traumatic stress And yes it lurks in my brain Like my ancestors Sittin' there and it hangs We see the skin bleach within' reach And wish to take it Because depression and oppression Gives us inner hatred They say your hair is bad Your skin is dark, the pretty shade is Much lighter, said we're ugly Threw it on our faces The black image they discriminate And say they should incriminate Has been ingrained in up in your brain It's been that way since we were slaves And lately I have seen a wave Of racists starting to feel brave And so I bought some guns and thangs To put some Nazis in a grave (Chorus) 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor (Verse 2) Closed minds thinkin' That I'm spittin' on some killa shit White friends thinkin' That I'm bein' too militant Always gotta chime in Like I'm being too sensitive Then they start whinin' When I'm bringin' up privilege I am not complainin' When I'm tellin' how it simply is Fuck your whitesplainin When you never had to deal with it You could leave the room Or skip the track to stop from hearin' it Lovely, the luxury of skippin' it Isn't it? Life for me Is not an argument I can run from Quit eyein' me And askin' where fuck I get guns from When you're not understandin' Why the fuck I would want one And why my circumstances Make me quick to just bust one You don't have the answers Probably never been cuffed up And if you did I'm doubtin' that you ever been roughed up Thinkin' that I'm playin' And you callin' my bluff but I'm just waitin' for a reason I can leave you all fucked up From a... (Chorus) 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor (Verse 3) 400 years They been blockin' our progress And then they wonder why we get loud And obnoxious This is not political This is not conscious This is a nigga that'll Knock you unconscious Pushed to the point I've gone mad And crazed, I'm just 'bout to grab blades, and guns Put these hollow Tips through your lips And knives in your optics Bust in your crib And light up your house and Maybe blow a couple bullets In you, fuck it Even though you're innocent And claim you "dindu nuffin" I take out a glock and aim it At a faux news puppet I just wanna pop and maim A fuckin' YouTube pundit 'cause I won't be satisfied Until I see your skull is Bust open like a coconut When I go nuts and blow shit up 'cause facts don't care About feelings Well bullets don't care About shit So I got a... (Chorus) 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor 50, 50 Shot clip if nigga wan' test That's why I pack a nina Fuck a misdemeanor

I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind (Verse 1) Tell me watchu really want Muhfucka Got machine guns With the funk muhfucka Feel it groovin' When it bump, muhfucka When it thump, muhfuckas When it dump, muhfucka Gotcha head noddin' To the drum, muhfucka Goin' dumb, muhfucka Who'da thunk, muhfucka? Killin' everybody Everyone, muhfucka Got a Trump supporter body In my trunk, muhfucka Look at my body I'm a hunk, muhfucka Fuck ya white mommy In the cunt, muhfucka Bust a nut inside it When I cum, muhfucka Have a young other brother But he's dark, muhfucka Shit This is really hard, muhfucka When it starts I'm unraveling apart, muhfucka Finna sink my teeth Into your heart, muhfucka Like Lisa I am tearin' you apart, muhfucka (Chorus) You can be fresh to death And wear suits and vests But you still Just a nigga like me I'd rather be strap wit gats And go tat for tat I wonder if you ever feelin' Like me I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? What the fuck I'm gon' do? (Machine gun disco!) (Verse 2) I'm in the kitchen With a gloc nine Havin' racin' thoughts like Suicidal hotlines, nigga Liliana's sayin' stop, "Mike Everything is alright" I'm like No it's not fine, nigga I am not up in my Right mind Stay up in the night time Back against the wall, my nigga Roll up on you At a stop sign Everything that's not mine Tryna take it all, my nigga They wanna see us Fall, my nigga But they wrong, my nigga Stay strong, my nigga It's been brewin' For a long time, nigga Come along, dawg This ain't just a song, my nigga "JOKeR, man, you trippin' Goin off, my nigga Rest in bed, my nigga Til you calm, my nigga Shit is all up in your head, my nigga Take your meds, my nigga" (Put that gun down, nigger!) (Chorus) You can be fresh to death And wear suits and vests But you still Just a nigga like me I'd rather be strap wit gats And go tat for tat I wonder if you ever feelin' Like me I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? What the fuck I'm gon' do? (Machine gun disco!) (Bridge) Come on, baby I got 'em dancin' Got 'em movin' To the drum roll, baby I got the guns I got the ammo Start some trouble, baby Let's have fun Let's shed some blood And stomp mudhole, baby (Machine gun disco!) We got guns, thrills Drugs, and pills Bullets that'll drill And a lust to kill We got pain, stress We make a mess With the no stain tecs That'll break ya chest We got guns, thrills Drugs, and pills Bullets that'll drill And a lust to kill We got pain, stress We make a mess With the no stain tecs That'll break ya chest (Chorus) You can be fresh to death And wear suits and vests But you still Just a nigga like me I'd rather be strap wit gats And go tat for tat I wonder if you ever feelin' Like me I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind I'm losing my mind mind mind What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? What the fuck I'm gon' do, huh? (What the fuck we gon' do, huh?) I'm losing my mind mind mind (What the fuck we gon' do, huh?) I'm losing my mind mind mind (What the fuck we gon' do, huh?) I'm losing my mind mind mind (What the fuck we gon' do, huh?) I'm losing my mind mind mind (What the fuck we gon' do, huh?) I'm losing my mind mind mind (What the fuck we gon' do, huh?) I'm losing my mind mind mind (What the fuck we gon' do, huh?) I'm losing my mind mind mind (What the fuck we gon' do, huh?) I'm losing my mind mind mind What the fuck we gon' do?

(Chorus) I know it's hard times But getcho ass out the chair And have a good time And raise yo glass in the air We live the hard life And the shit's never fair We in the end times But we don't have a care We snatch that new shit off the shelf Grab that Fendi, Gucci belts Want that shit we never had Want that phone, them shoes as well You might catch me on your TV As I'm wreckin' through your city As the fire burns You made this Hell (Verse 1) Well If all lives matter Well then bring me your daughters (uh huh) Take 'em to my bedroom So that ass can get slaughtered (uh huh) Have a bunch of babies Make 'em all single mommas (uh huh) Bipolar, ADHD There was poison in the water And I turned into a strong black Big dick mutant I love fuckin' white women More than Trump loves losin' (you lost!) More than I love all these Jordans And this shit that I'm lootin' More than Tucker Carlson cryin' 'bout these pigs I'm shootin' "They shot a cop, they shot a cop! God, he was a great man!" He was so great I wanna shoot him again ksubi called me nigger Now I'm poopin' my pants Psyche, I am fuckin' giant He is an ant I dedicate to this song To all two of my fans Thanks for your support And now I'm usin' your cash Buy to some fuckin' ammo And get dressed up in some camo And go find a fuckin' police-man Put two in his can (Chorus) I know it's hard times But getcho ass out the chair And have a good time And raise yo glass in the air We live the hard life And the shit's never fair We in the end times But we don't have a care We snatch that new shit off the shelf Grab that Fendi, Gucci belts Want that shit we never had Want that phone, them shoes as well You might catch me on your TV As I'm wreckin' through your city As the fire burns You made this Hell (Verse 2) I leave my home And I feel like my skin makes me a target Think I give a shit About your Whole Foods and a Target? Gentrify my neighborhoods With all your shitty markets Had to leave our homes From all ways the shit is marked up It's so inconvenient I'm as evil you marked us Smash convenience stores And leave you nothin' but a carcass Worked us in the hot sun In the cotton fields and parked us Now we pick up cotton When we rob your Neiman Marcus And If you care for Burger King More than you care for murdering Then maybe I should break into your home And snatch up err-thing Just as callous as ya ass is Show you common courtesy When I'm inside and rob you blind And only leave the curtain rings This is how it hurts to be Robbed when you just work for things Punished for what other people did When you ain't done a thing Thanks for the necessities Your wife and her accessories Treat you like you treat me As if I was an accessory (Chorus) I know it's hard times But getcho ass out the chair And have a good time And raise yo glass in the air We live the hard life And the shit's never fair We in the end times But we don't have a care We snatch that new shit off the shelf Grab that Fendi, Gucci belts Want that shit we never had Want that phone, them shoes as well You might catch me on your TV As I'm wreckin' through your city As the fire burns You made this Hell (Verse 3) Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit (I'm bout ta') Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit I no longer dangle From your ancestor's nooses (nope) I'm now just as dangerous As what your fuckin' news says (yup) Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit (I'm bout ta') Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit I control elections I got all my people registered I control your life right now So empty out that register Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit (I'm bout ta') Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit I gotta choppa so big I can knock of ya limbs I'm just tryna find a cop So I can knock off his wig Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit (I'm bout ta') Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit I'll set fire to your house While you locked up in yo crib Let these hammers light you up When you run out witcho kids Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit (I'm bout ta') Run off witcho shit, nigga Run off witcho shit (Verse 4) Now I decide to be The kind of guy you make me out to be A waste of life with hateful eyes Ubstabilized, a violent thief You take a life I'm takin' all your livelihood and all of these Shiny things and diamond rings The kind of things you hide from me Since I've learned that When the Opps turn up With a mossberg And burst shots first It gets a lot worse Because cops turn their head So I don't care When a cop burns up When his car's lit From when an arsonist Puts his arm in it And threw a cocktail I just wish I coulda got the pig One on one with me Inside a locked cell Though I may have went plant based I still have a taste for some charred bacon Wrap 'em up and then eat the flesh And then feed the rest to some dogs, maybe Politicians and cops can get it With a dull blade, until the skull's cave in Niggas stressed and leave a heap of mess I guess that's just the way God made 'em And as for all you niggas That's mad at all of these killins Get frustrated in your own neighborhood Just to trash your own business (You don't help my people You don't help my people You don't help my people You don't help my people) To my white friends with their hashtags And them re-posts of them black squares Who just like trends, for a brief moment And then turn back, 'cause you lack care (You don't help my people You don't help my people You don't help my people You don't help my people) This is probably not the shit you expected But fuck you and your feelings 'cause that shit ain't protected I am exactly what you liberals neglected You made your false images and then you project it You sit at home and make your Tweets And claim that it's unity Safe for you to say When in your gated community I am not a hashtag Hatred ain't new to me I'm not the happy passive coon You have in your movie screens (Chorus) I know it's hard times But getcho ass out the chair And have a good time And raise yo glass in the air We live the hard life And the shit's never fair We in the end times But we don't have a care We snatch that new shit off the shelf Grab that Fendi, Gucci belts Want that shit we never had Want that phone, them shoes as well You might catch me on your TV As I'm wreckin' through your city As the fire burns You made this Hell (Chorus) I know it's hard times But getcho ass out the chair And have a good time And raise yo glass in the air We live the hard life And the shit's never fair We in the end times But we don't have a care We snatch that new shit off the shelf Grab that Fendi, Gucci belts Want that shit we never had Want that phone, them shoes as well You might catch me on your TV As I'm wreckin' through your city As the fire burns You made this Hell

Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up! Calling all skinheads to the dance floor.... It's time for the Gaslight Shuffle!!!! (Verse 1) "What about cops? What about crime? What about white lives, what about mine? What about stats? Left-wing lives? What about white kids that keep dyin'? What about gangs? What about thugs? What about rape? What about drugs? What about crack? What about smack? What about all lives, why just black? What about malls? What about Starbucks? What about homes? What about Target? What about me? And all of my hardship? What about white people that cops target? What if I went and made a banner Sayin' "White Lives Matter"? Everybody would get mad And then I probably would get battered And then everyone would laugh at it Because I don't have tanner skin They also seem to chatter 'bout the things that fit the nar-" (Chorus) SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! Bitch, shut the fuck up Bitch bitch, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Bitch bitch, shut the fuck up (Verse 2) Was the suspect black? (Yeah!) Did he have a bad past? (Yeah!) Did he yell, talk back? (Yeah!) Did he run away fast? (Yeah!) Was his skin tone light? (No!) Did his clothes look nice? (No!) Was he puttin' up a fight? (No!) (....kinda!) Was he fearin' for his life? (Yeah!) Did they think he had a knife? (Yeah!) Was he gearin' for a slice? (Yeah!) Did he really have a knife? (Who cares?) Would you let him near your wife? (yeah!) (WHAT?!) "All he had to do was go And shut his ugly chocolate face And simple just cooperate 'cause that's how coppers operate 'cause they just wanna stop the gangs And they would probably stop today And they close the border To the browns who try to h-" (Chorus) SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! Bitch, shut the fuck up Bitch bitch, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Bitch bitch, shut the fuck up (Verse 3) When I fuck a white girl The contrast is dope I touch her pretty white skin When I black her holes And plus my shaft is so big That her hands can't hold it When I smash the hoe It leaves her ass wide open Why you gettin' all mad? Why you lack composure? Why you wanna shut my mouth? 'cause you can't control it? Why you diggin' in my past? So you can expose it? Thought you guys Said you all hated "Cancel Culture" But you bitch, complain And wanna smear my name Start jumpin' on a hate train With a fear campaign And then you light the gas And then you victim blame 'cause you dislike my ass 'cause we don't look the same "But what about Panthers? What about Malcolm? What about Shaun King? What about talcum? What about MY flag? What about the Alamo? And what about the immigrants They're actin' like" (Chorus) SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! Bitch, shut the fuck up Bitch bitch, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Bitch bitch, shut the fuck up Niggeeeeeeeeeers!

Black boy, black boy Turn that shit down You know that America Don't wanna hear the sound of the Bass drum jungle music Go back to Africa Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music (Verse 1) Dick breath, (whose breath?) kuzeth Shit I left two heads Inside of my tool shed With my chainsaw that I use When I do shred Fuckin' Klan member's White ass up in two Waddle in the place With a magnum at the waist I'm just gotta shoot a fuckin' Nazi MAGA in the face Used to watch a lot of stag And guess I haven't really changed 'cause I see all these clips and mags And I just have to masturbate They say I'm crazy, a bastard When I die, I'll be goin' Straight to Hell in a basket That I've already woven While I'm holdin' my finger To the guys I'm opposin' I'll just smile in the casket It's the life that I've chosen But my music is blastin' In the car radio and In my lap got a ratchet And it's cocked and it's loaded I'm off my rocker I'm rollin' up In the car that I've stolen You want the cops well then call 'em 'cause I got choppas for all of 'em (Chorus) Black boy, black boy Turn that shit down You know that America Don't wanna hear the sound of the Bass drum jungle music Go back to Africa Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music Go back to Africa Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music Go back to Africa Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music (Verse 2) I never met a white woman With a tight pussy By the time I fuck 'em It gets all wet and gushy 'cause I ate it so good And I look so sexy That her pussy loosens up So it can take this wood Told me that she never really been Banged this good Screamin' black dicks matter When she takes this wood Give your daughter all this cock Because she takes it good Didn't think that chocolate Could ever taste this good Baby, come and drink it up Swallow all the minerals Be my baby momma When I upload all my kids in you MAGAS gettin' mad at me And we can get physical I just gotta finish Givin' Karen this gorilla glue Sing a voodoo chant Put a hex, put the fear in you Put it through your neck When I chuck a fuckin' spear in you How am I derivative? Man, I am original Butt fucking kuzeth With a pack of aboriginals (Chorus) Black boy, black boy Turn that shit down You know that America Don't wanna hear the sound of the Bass drum jungle music Go back to Africa Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music Go back to Africa Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music Go back to Africa Bass drum jungle music Bass drum jungle music (Verse 3) You saw the album title And already got annoyed wit me I'll fuck her in the mouth And get your daughter to oil me Your blood's boiling 'cause you never can foil me "We wuz kings and shit" And you can get fucked royally "You only care about murder When YOUR people die!" Makes me wanna beat my meat off When I saw y'all cry Your wife's not missing She's with me all night Just relax, whitey Everything'll be Alt-Right They say I'm crazy, a bastard When I die, I'll be goin' Straight to Hell in a basket That I've already woven While I'm holdin' my finger To the guys I'm opposin' I'll just smile in the casket It's the life that I've chosen But my music is blastin' In the car radio and In my lap got a ratchet And it's cocked and it's loaded I'm off my rocker I'm rollin' up In the car that I've stolen You want the cops well then call 'em 'cause I got choppas for all of 'em

I'm so sick of turnin' on my TV and seein' that God damn Don Lemon It's time they heard from the Silent Majority instead of them loud ass minorities! (Verse 1) Well I'm a Christian man, I love God and Country And you won't take away my guns And those Dem-O-Crats, they just twist the facts And wanna take away our funds And you hate police, and wanna take the streets Well I think you niggers suck And my hat is red, and my vote is too I put stickers on my truck And I trigger them libs I trigger them libs I trigger them libs Yeah, I trigger them libs AIn't nothin' like lookin' out into a crowd and seein' a bunch of Boys that look good and Proud (WOOO!) How's everybody doin' tonight? Good? (Yeah!) Shut the fuck up (Verse 2) I'm gon' come home late, so don't stay up, baby I texted to my wife 'cause I won't make it, got a sex arrangement That I set up through FetLife I was gagged and bound, and let faggots pound Until cum poured through my ears I got off the ground, and I turned around And said "Donald Trump 4 more years" I triggered them queers I triggered them queers Yeah, I triggered them queers I triggered them queers The other day one of them woke black girls tried to tell me that I ain't nothin' but a racist and chauvinist I said I ain't racist, I got black friends, and you can start sho-vin this dick up yer ass! (Verse 3) 'bout a month ago I took my truck And I drove down to Walmart I walked inside and I punched a cuck And I licked my shoppin' cart Then I kissed a lady, and I kicked a baby And I ain't got shits to give Now I'm sick, sedated, and I'm incubated And I got six days to live But I triggered them libs I trigger them libs Yeah, I trigger them libs I trigger them libs Trigger them libs I trigger them libs Yeah, I trigger them libs I trigger them libs Trigger them libs I trigger them libs Yeah, I trigger them libs I trigger them libs Trigger them libs I trigger them libs Yeah, I trigger them libs I trigger them libs

Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? (Verse 1) They're throwin' everything at me I got hit with a sink I think I'll never be happy Shit, I'm startin' to shrink I'm so mad and I'm annoyed 'cause all my armor is chinked I'm so paranoid and manic That I hardly can think I try to sleep at night But lately I get hardly a wink You can see my eyes are changing And they're startin' to pink Somethin' knocked me off my balance Now I'm all out of sync Every day is like a challenge Life's a cunt, and it stinks I used to feel invisible This is frickin' new to me Sick of all these bitches And I missed the way it used to be People wanna fuck me now but You ain't gettin' through to me I'm always duckin' Bush It's like somebody threw a shoe at me I haven't felt this anxious since When people used to shoot at me Or when my brother used to punch me Simply to be cruel to me But every single day is just Another push to lunacy And I can't eat or fuckin' think And plus I keep on losin' sleep (Chorus) Oh my God I am manic again Manic again Manic again My wrists are bleeding In the bathroom again Bathroom again Bathroom again I don't have friends no more Who gives a shit? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? No fans no more Who gives a shit? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? (Verse 2) I swear to God I'm feelin' like a billion bucks Energized like Donald Trump Just shot a roid in my butt Wore my mask under my nose And drove a Ford pickup truck Screamin' MAGA, doin' donuts Like I don't give a fuck Now why does everybody Wanna touch my penis? Why can't anybody Just respect my body? People always gotta Make me feel all squeamish Til I hit somebody's body With a 12 gauge shotty You can never fuck me But you can fuck my knife It's like all they handed me was Hard luck slash strife I had a childhood tragic And it fucked my life Now I'm an angry black faggot That'll fuck your wife Fuck it, I'll fuck a woman And I'll fuck a man What part of BIpolar Did you not understand? Naked and I'm manic I just stole your mother's van Now I'm leanin' out the window Two glocks in my hand goin' (Chorus) Oh my God I am manic again Manic again Manic again My wrists are bleeding In the bathroom again Bathroom again Bathroom again I don't have friends no more Who gives a shit? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? No fans no more Who gives a shit? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? (Verse 3) I'm super happy slash kinda sad Nigger in your neighborhood With a bad violent past Used to try to strive for good Didn't last, I went mad Tell your white daughter that She can get her hymen stabbed (YOU COULD NEVER FUCK MY DAUGHTER!) Yes I can, she likes my abs Look at me, I'm beautiful There's not a slice of body fat I suppose that I should probably hold Until your wife is back I rip up designer clothes, divided her holes when I attack (With my dick) I'm so suicidal I can kill myself with a toy gun The blood's drippin' on my tongue All due to my poor gums There ain't no use in brushin' 'cause I'm fucked in the long run A day of poor mental health Well I can't avoid one I need a better therapist But I can't afford one Was seeking Heaven's gates And I was runnin' towards one Demon with the angels Stickin' out like a sore thumb Whipped out my fuckin' dick And shoved it into the Lord's cunt (Chorus) Oh my God I am manic again Manic again Manic again My wrists are bleeding In the bathroom again Bathroom again Bathroom again I don't have friends no more Who gives a shit? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? No fans no more Who gives a shit? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? (Chorus) Oh my God I am manic again Manic again Manic again My wrists are bleeding In the bathroom again Bathroom again Bathroom again I don't have friends no more Who gives a shit? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck? No fans no more Who gives a shit? Who gives a shit? Who gives a fuck?

They love you better when you actin' But just the way they want They love better when you dancin' But just the way they want They love you better when you rappin' But just they way they want They love you better when you passive Cause that's the way want ya (Verse 1) Suck my fuckin dick Fuck the formalities Cause racist fucks surrounding me Is fuckin reality You had me lose my mind and now My daily mentality's To give a new meaning To police brutality Go to war with some (combat) When I swarm on a (cops ass) And end his God complex With a (mortal fatality) I'd love to show and prove Because I think that you doubtin me Just make a fuckin a move And bring this Demon up out of me I share blood and the anger Of the slaves they raped I can feel the fuckin pain It stays up in my veins I've been hurtin, sick and nervous sad And went insane Got perfect bit of frickin Madness in my brain I'm so fuckin quick to slit And stab you with my blade Laughin at your little pussy badge When in my face I'm not the only nigga goin mad Within my race Go and shoot me down And have a hundred in my place (Chorus) Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage They love you better when you actin' But just the way they want They love better when you dancin' But just the way they want They love you better when you rappin' But just they way they want They love you better when you passive Cause that's the way want ya (Verse 2) I don't give a fuck if it's the past I'm still mad about it And these fuckin statues And the fact you have a flag about it Actin like you gonna do somethin To me bad, I doubt it I'll put all these rounds into your hat And blast the MAGA out it Everybody sad because I had To pull a magnum out Thought you said you loved America The way they hand em out And now you wanna get mad Cause your confederate flag Is on fire while my handgun's In your grandma's mouth? I'm on a motha fuckin warpath And you can't stop me Bullet proof door/glass So you can't pop me Maybe you'll get mad Maybe you'll dox me I'll blow off your fuckin head, bitch If you step on my property You're out your mind if You don't think that I'll kill a Nazi And take out some police Before I'm sat in the hot seat Inherited depression Won't be happy til I see Your brains right out your top And all the rest in the concrete (Chorus) Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage They love you better when you actin' But just the way they want They love better when you dancin' But just the way they want They love you better when you rappin' But just they way they want They love you better when you passive Cause that's the way want ya (Verse 3) I was joking when I said I wanna steal your bitch Fuck your wife I'll fuck around and kill that bitch You neglect my plight and tell me That it ain't that big I'll put your life into my fuckin hands And end that shit I'm not tryna play innocent I DID do somethin Killed an innocent white bitch In front of her husband And laughed when his child cried At all of the blood prints And did it with sound mind Not under a substance I am not here to make a song That you can bump or two This is black rage and It ain't meant to make you comfortable This the shit that happens When the world just wants to fuck with you Mind your fuckin business But the world just wants to mug at you Walk into a business And the clerk is always judgin you Turned the cheek, it didn't work And don't know what the fuck to do Look into your face Before I bust a fuckin slug in you Reason why your fuckin son is Hunchin down and huggin you (Then I'll slug him too) (Chorus) Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage They love you better when you actin' But just the way they want They love better when you dancin' But just the way they want They love you better when you rappin' But just they way they want They love you better when you passive Cause that's the way want ya (Chorus) Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage They love you better when you actin' But just the way they want They love better when you dancin' But just the way they want They love you better when you rappin' But just they way they want They love you better when you passive Cause that's the way want ya (Outro) Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage Black Rage Black Rage They say that I belong in a locked cage

(Verse 1) All my life I've been discouraged with Very little encouragement Down the drain from my brother's words is Right where all of my courage went Had a time where I loved music Used to wanna get flourished with Rhythm, chords, and patterns, melodies Used to use it all as my nourishment I remember when he heard the shit Laughed, told me it was terrible Told me I would never get better They would never play it on the radio Used to punch me in my lower body Not my face, he didn't wanna make it show And every time that I would try to write a song He'd write it off, and said he hate the flow Everyday I would get brutalized Hurt and scrutinized, useless to his eyes So I'd hide inside of my room and cry And I'd ideate on my suicide Now I write a song and I utilize All the pain, and hurt that I brew inside But I'm traumatized still Hate myself still wanna die still Think of times he critisized me Look at myself, hate what I see Exercise, it hurts and I bleed Keep goin' 'cause all the times he'd villify he'd Make fun of me, never gonna do it, ain't gonna be Anything that I say wanna be Every single day is pain, I 'cause I still think I gotta be Flawless Try to be flawless (Verse 2) Every time somethin' tragic happens to a black man People start victim blamin' See 'em when they fuckin diggin' up the fuckin' past And then they start the nigga shamin' The view of you is always skewed and screwed But they love usin' you when for their entertainment But used to seein' brothers with your hue When they get bruised and bloody on the friggin' pavement Pessimists with prejudice will Always wanna come and judge my past Try to find a way justify it if policemen Ever come and slug my ass Even if I do everything that I can To just please you Make one mistake, that seals my fate Now I'm evil Do I have to wear a suit and tie So you won't think that I'll hurt you? Cross the street 'cause you often think I might snatch your rings and your purse too? Cops stop and ask, why I am at My neighborhood, my shopping bag Gets opened up, searched through and just All broken 'cause sometimes I sag My pants or just dress black, but Being black like is like a setback, fuck Media and how they treatin' us as if we're Evil thugs when they be seein' us A black kid can get shot to death A black man can have a knee upon his neck Both plead and scream, and can try your best But they won't ever let you catch your breath 'cause you ain't flawless Gotta be flawless (Verse 3) Livin' in my own skin, trapped in it Never really feelin' comfortable I remember tryna end it all With all the Adderall and all the Lexapro Spurn it all, wanna turn it off And curl in a ball, ineffectual Out of body, as the skin would crawl When I'd did or saw things sexual Wish I coulda wrote my songs better Less slurs, and a better flow Why am I callin' people faggot when I don't know if I'm hetero? But, words are much more than letters so I just wanna do better though I could prove and try to let it show, but Y'all don't seem to wanna let me grow All my friends might disappear, but I no longer wanna live in fear, 'cause What's the point having people love you With conditions when you know it isn't real? I don't really know what to feel I don't really understand sex I act tough, when I rap stuff it's a wack bluff, it's a damn flex Though you comin' at my neck For the past deeds, with no context I accept, plead, with no contest 'cause my heart bleeds, and I'm honest You might hate me, and all my flesh But these scars make me who I am So defame me, my life, my name Shit, fuck it all guess I'll never be flawless Never be flawless Never be flawless I don't want to be I don't gotta be flawless I don't want to be I don't gotta be flawless I don't want to be I don't gotta be flawless I don't want to be I don't gotta be flawless

(Verse 1) Pretty woman Of my dreams I hear you talkin' When you don't speak I know what's lurkin' Underneath I know you're hurtin' Because of me I'm always turnin' Every week Another person I seem to be I am gentle I am weak I am a serpent I am a beast And... (Chorus) I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine (Verse 2) Pretty woman I believe Though I love you I can be Detrimental To your peace Often mental Kinda mean But I wish that I could be The kind of lover That you need But when you rest up I start to weep As I listen As you sleep (Chorus) I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine (Verse 3) Pretty woman I can't see Why you would wanna Be with me So many others Better than me There's many creatures In the sea And They Swim Better They let you breathe But I drown you In misery Through you love me I believe You will wake up And you will leave And... (2nd alt chorus) I'll fall from grace Fall on my face I'll have a taste Of my medicine I'll fall from grace Fall on my face I'll have a taste Of my medicine (Instrumental break) (Chorus) I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine (Chorus) I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine (Chorus) I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine (Chorus) I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine I fall from grace Fall on my face I've got a taste Of my medicine