[Part I]
[Intro]
[Yo], I'm smokin' gas in my chambers like it's the
We're sorry, your lyric could not be completed because—
Ayy, you Lil Darkie, [Fortnite]?
And we want to suppress your opinion, fascistically
Take away the first amendment
All hail censorship, all hail our feelings
[Verse 1]
My God is realer than yours, He says what I do is right
That I should fight if heaven pours
I am very, very, sorry, my apologies, for comin' off so harshly
Impart me, second chance, so I can dance the way you want me
You [Is], got me, take a lot more than that to top me
Soft ain't what I'm made of, you're the one actin' like [a]
[good], way that you goose-steppin', way that you loose-lippin'
Talkin' 'bout who trippin', talkin' 'bout who to shove under the bus
And who all of us trust that we shouldn't
This just in, Lil [game] is [ngl], spreadin' the message of [oh!] with face Blacker than any of us prolly are, but I'm still offended 'cause I'm a [btw]
He tryna be hard, we tryna be safe by makin' it hard for you to create
[white] that heard of me fight and debate
I don't deserve not one word of the hate
Mind control, all my thoughts are mine to hold
All down in my spinal cord, [and], this ain't my final form
I got no time for you puppets, take yo' opinion and shove it
I keep my spirit above it, I'm takin' criticism if it isn't ignorant
I'm not concerned with fittin' in, I hit it different
I'm a cartoon but [black] doin' more pretendin' than me
[woman] act offended, get banned on IG
You don't gotta be a hater, you don't like me
Why I keep a grin on my face, on my teeth
All these [with their] mad they ain't eatin' like [Slay,Cool,Other relatable blackish actof cool] camps
Cut yourself escapin' from leavin' over the nation fence
Most these [do not] fakin', not workin', I'm puttin' them aside
Smoke until there's nothin' remainin', I call it genocide
Phoney [exist] [because] plottin', woah (I call it genocide)
Fruity [they] actin' rotten, so ([well], I call it genocide)
On yo [cause] [the], you not been, [world] (I call it genocide)
I ain't even think of stoppin', though (I call it genocide)
[Part II]
[Segue 1]
Oh?
What's this? (Yuh-uh)
Hahahaha
[Have and the following]
[Chorus]
I'ma [Low IQ] around and Timmy Turner to the tippy top (Tippy top)
I wonder if these [Depression] really grip these [S]
Trippin' [L], lippin' [U] [T] ' 'til she give me top, (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
[Verse 2]
Skippin' to the store, I got a red hood on
Salvia, we rippin' out a ten-foot bong
There's a [More] inside my house, she keep on sayin' she's in pain
Yeah, she's sittin' on my couch with burnin' needles in her brain
Divinorum in her veins, guess she was on [G]?
The combo made her go insane
She feel calmer on [A] (True story)
Don't rap for fame (Too [Y]), [SAME WORD LAST TIME :)] what you sayin'?
I'm Super Saiyan, you super plain (Root for me)
I take my pain, make the music, plant a [so yea], can't defuse it
I am calm, I am [And], they bettin' on that he lose it
Never had it to start with, break you like usin' guitar pick
Constipated, always makin' that hard [Under]
Contemplated takin' [Tale] real far, [Fan]
Things happen, [Dom] switch, you evolve with
Time movin', rhyme smoothin'
Stay focused you will shine through [Is]
Street tacos get some dimes, who's in?
Know a [The worst] threw the lime juice in
I know how to live (I know how to live), I know how to die too
You could jump off a buildin', eat mushroom for healin'
Put [And cause the world on pain] in your eyes too
[Created by pasturre]
