All cops are bastards. As soon as I heard this beat, I was pretty certain it was going to be the intro.
lyrics
Nah homie, you ain't gonna play me like that
Sick of your act, get duckin in fact
You ain't nothing to Tak, keep talking that smack
And get smacked up like a hooker on crack
Pick a booger and and stick it in ya wine glass
Playing wit my family, you don't wanna try that
Sly cat, overnight, probably write five tracks
Get used to me and Tweggs, makin music in ya head
Rappin' like I had a pistol to my head to my head
This country is tempestuous at best
Misinformation is gonna spread
Cuz these folks wanna see us all dead
Joy is gonna save us in the end
Crush a fence, do a dance, watch authorities fret
Trump and Pence, no suspense, white supremacists
Gun em then, all of them, then call it defense
Chorus
Let my people go
I don't trust 5-0
I don't rock chains, cuz I'm really free, cousin
Pigs mean mugging cuz they know I'm a disruption
Pigs mean mugging cuz they know we don't love em
ACAB, F12, end of discussion
Two seconds away from the detonation button
So you better do something or shut up then
What up, fam? You know I been doing work
Fan walked up and said she love Gentle Twerk
I don't eat the Xannies and I don't pop percs
Humanity disturbingly misses its own worth
2018, I could've died but I didn't
God is by my side and I ain't even religious
But I honor the commitment, Yeshua is life
Even in the strife when I'm lookin at the knife
I refuse to die, I got unlimited drive
Macabre Rob and I, stay true to the fight
