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In the city of the scammers they be tearing down our banners
Public works cleaning streets till they peak for the towers
SFPD thieving stealing when they scour
Reproach em like roaches when they send em pellets scattered
Bet they shot well but it’s not like it mattered
Killing in the streets but it’s called law and order
Shot a man in the streets his name was Gongora
Sending storm troopers to the homes of reporters
Carmody got his shit back
Bag and tag that shit wack
350 Jones watch the city eat your home
And if you got one drop a stack for the rent
Landlords and neighbors tell em all to get bent
It’s dog meet dog eat corpses for awhile
Stepping over piles while I’m snacking on my bile
Throwing up my banner in the city of the scammers
You might have to kill your landlord man I’m pulling out the hammer
FUCK YOU DONALD
you might have to kill your landlord im pulling out the hammer
KILL YOUR FUCKING LANDLORD
you might have to kill your landlord im pulling out the hammer
KILL YOUR FUCKING LANDLORD
KILL YOUR LANDLORD
Been alive since the block been gentrified
no church for the devils when they testify
money over people stacking up the profit
bodies hit the floor leave the corpse in a moshpit
this the death blow let the tec go
spray up the office throw bullets at a tech bro
fuck a startup ima serve it hand to hand
shoebox apartment total cost for a gram
first and the last month don't forget deposit
working just to die in the city so rotten
and when you're gone they gonna feed you to the jackals
mom and pop shop all smashed to the gravel
up goes the high rise gluten free pilates
and the parking rides for ducattis and bugattis
steal the maseratti
kill a politician
local only shit
can you fuck with the vision?
FUCK YOU DONALD
you might have to kill your landlord im pulling out the hammer
KILL YOUR FUCKING LANDLORD
you might have to kill your landlord im pulling out the hammer
KILL YOUR FUCKING LANDLORD
KILL YOUR LANDLORD
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Nobody Move
03:00
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Nobody move nobody move
URS. spitting live over fire that’s whose
URS. splitting hot with the wires and the fuse
Mess with me leave you with a smart bruise
Nobody move nobody move
URS. rocking with the shirt and the shoes
Take my shirt off on stage thats cool
One may win but the rest may lose
Nobody move nobody move
I spot a pig in his steel toed boots
I spot a billy club but is he gonna shoot
Middle finger up and I never salute
Nobody move nobody move
I saw a body while searching on the tube
Looking at me and they looking at you
Wanna make sure that we’re kneeling in the pew
Everybody run
Everybody run
Everybody run
Middle fingers up till their parade is done
Everybody run
Everybody run
Everybody run
Middle fingers up till a nazi lose his gun
They’d rather leave a bullet where your head at
Protectorate state never give your shit back
A pig is only good for the bbq and the gift wrap
I’m at jockamo hunting for the perfect record
dodging gostapo lying that they will make it better
they acting sly and torture, I’m turning ice to water
have a big ole roast on main street time to pike a porker
mice come down this way they get picked off
your hand reaches for one of mine it gets ripped off
you chose the wrong group of motherfuckers to pick on
single action guns clapping like a joke on a sitcom
stay calm they say they ain’t telling the truth
stuffed ham on the stand telling lies on the booth
homeless man shaken down while they wave in their suits
only see pretty skies telling their men to shoot
we only look at the puppet not who’s pulling the strings
we only watch the actors not who’s crafting the scenes
we all love the news drama start to crave it like fiends
and still nobody knows who killed Jeffrey Epstein
it’s sickening I can’t stand it
Sandra bland was murdered
and nobody stayed around long enough to do damage
so many of us die and we don’t blink and eyelash
so desensitized we don’t think to fight back
I’m so damn tired of those that hide from the ones on the other side
Goddamnit I ain’t afraid to die
Everybody run
Everybody run
Everybody run
Middle fingers up till their parade is done
Everybody run
Everybody run
Everybody run
Middle fingers up till a nazi lose his gun
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ice cream man
step off the bus and I’m fresh to death
feel like shit walking down the steps
got poison pussy on my breath
can’t let the homies know I won’t get any respect
can’t let my folks know I’m already in debt
can’t let my hoes know I got too many of them
I got shows booked in each and every event
I feel my life goes no where, need to reset
my crotch is itchy I need a dollar fifty
to buy that shirt from the local thrifty
reminiscing bout days where Timmy ran from Trixie
all I had was free time and a bowl of Rice Krispies
pull up and I make shit rain
not cash cause that’s all straight down the drain
pull up with a quarter roll I’m balling on a budget
pour me a cup I’m gonna dive in the substance
I got places to be
I got places to go
I hit the road
They gotta know
I’m feeling chaotic I can’t be letting it show
I got places to be
I got places to go
I hit the road
They gotta know
I’m feeling chaotic I can’t be letting it show
I’m about to lose my mind thought I
Right about the time I stepped outside
Walked down the block thought I’d walk it right out
Step into them ankles when you got a dry mouth
Dried out eyes look down and my shirt inside out
Step on the bus scuffle to the backseat let my eyes feast
On the lake under trees
Close em thinking I need a joint and a beat
Need my babygirl on the beach
Know I need a taste beyond where those tan lines reach
Step up to my stop that the 29 preach
Like excuse me sir please pardon my reach
Doors swing open
Mind still dormant
Please wake up this is important
City living so imported
My shoes soil the pavement
I got places to be
I got places to go
I hit the road
They gotta know
I’m feeling chaotic I can’t be letting it show
I got places to be
I got places to go
I hit the road
They gotta know
I’m feeling chaotic I can’t be letting it show
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Everyone a House
01:48
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Cancel the rent
It’s fucking me up forking over this check
Unemployment be over the fence
Stimulus never saw that dispensed
Stress eating got my groceries stretched
Mask off I be smelling their breath
Their eyes they be wishing me death
Their lies they be killing the class
Economy can be kissing our ass
Schools out till every baby is free
Cut the cages land for you is for me
Give everyone free housing
Hit the street with a sign
They Might hit the street with your skull
Might put you into a van
Might turn your town to Iraq
And terrorize your whole fam
Fuck the feds
People trying to live
Boots on the ground
People trying to live
Drones in the sky
We just scraping by
Working class breaking backs
Wages low we breaking glass
We should buy everyone a house
Everyone a house
We should buy everyone a house
Buy everyone a house
How much for a truck
How much for a tank or a plane
How much for the paint
How much for the paint for the pain
How much for a coffin
What country are you living in
Raise the bar and think for a moment when you think of prisoner
What color is a criminal
Blue
Why they need immunity
Besos got trillions taking tax fucking up our communities
Defund the police and socialize property
Shit would be simple if we met needs properly
America’s people are slaves to its past
Robber barons at hand leave a knife in its back
We should buy everyone a house
Everyone a house
We should buy everyone a house
Buy everyone a house
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Brain full of bars
The same ones that your mom takes
Bathe in the bass
Like a strawberry milkshake
Bloopty Bloopty Bloop
Bloopity Bloop
Who the fuck did they shoot?
Too many people
for the press to name
At least I hope that's the case
But I'm hardly sane
Well if the CIA
Didn't make crack cocaine
We wouldn't have the war on drugs
Or the DARE campaign
Stop resisting
No complexion
For the protection
Of the guards
Or from lethal injection
Can't get signed
Unless you act like douche
And promote like your one direction
Keep stepping
Home don't play the record
Not even if the people want to
Cause you can blind a man
With a concept
And he'll forget that he had the sight
Or that he lost it
Got it?
Cool
Criss Angel with the sex appeal
Goth chick on my wagon wheel
Disappear behind the feel
Bring her toys like a happy meal
Blindfold on but I’m peaking still
Laura Palmer nostril worth a mill
Say the word ego off the hill
She say shoot then I spill
Tie my boots then I hit the field
These politicians ain’t acting real
Fantasized
All our lives
What’s reality a constructed lie
Data through the sky onto other eyes
Incentivized to simply comply
Cops don’t want no foreplay
What I sustain Dom leave me looking same way
WORTHLESS!!!
that’s a self-description
getting strangled by some kelp like the dumbest fishes
rock the belt you missing
ring the bell for some help ass, you can rot in hell
hope you know you got a tell
in the well when you sell trash, and the thought is swell
with where your body dwells, who can smell ash?
well, oh well it’s the oddest option
cause we hot and modest, and nobody got it
like y’all botting comments and y’all gaudy outfits
ain’t rotten harvests from a lobby garden
and it’s all of y’all that modded our democracy
guard your arteries, we armed and want a piece
cease lease-seeking or youre harmed in Barbary
see, we tryna teach ya ‘fore we tar you properly
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KKC
02:30
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Kill killer cops
Killer cops keep killing
Men as white as me
locking up black children for the benefit of greed
Tell me what you see
When they tell me not to speak against the land of the free
Corporate marijuana locking up they competition
And these corporate politicians they don’t ever wanna listen
Saying ask permission while they billy clubs slipping
Flicking on the vision commentators acting flippant
Snipers on the rooftops aiming with precision
At a rainbow coalition convening exorcisms
Curfews give permission to beating optimists
With an iron fist constitutions are so counterfeit
Counter with what? A denial of reality
Racism built into the premise of every county
And I am so complicit in this nations genocide
It’s time to turn a traitor before two sides collide
Kill killer cops
Killer cops keep killing
If they here to keep the peace then why they pulling out they piece
Tearing through the tear gas while fascists sending tweets
And Anonymous police beat your children on the streets (x2)
Kill killer cops
Killer cops who look like me
Everyday support a system of supremacy
Every white got a racist family tree
That gotta stop my generation taking no Z’s
Many apologies to all that I’ve harmed
Shit I was taught from day one got me hella scarred
The racist homophobe I was bred to be
Put a bullet in my head
Dead
Killer cops inside of me
Until every killer cop dead bodies in the streets
Till every cop dead riots in the streets
Not every cop dead so we pulling off their sheets
Riot gear turn to pancakes when we stampede
Blue shirts brown same as protestors they beat
Foucault threw a boomerang made this picture complete
You can’t black the blue only leave you with a bruise
Hurt they pocketbook might light you up like a fuse
Kill killer cops
Killer cops keep killing
If they here to keep the peace then why they pulling out they piece
Tearing through the tear gas while fascists sending tweets
And Anonymous police beat your children on the street (x2)
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Dandruff
02:08
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Fucker see you flaking off like dandruff
Can’t handle the bandwidth
Mismanaged
Smacked upside the head double handed
Brand it
Swinging at you where my cap sit
Copped it
Killing idols till we raise the class conscious
I-I-I smoke a blunt with Bernie Sanders
We take the feds on like some ranchers
Your whole squad be looking like bonanza
CNN and FOX broadcasting with the same camera
I don’t need no holy book to see the canon
Day jobs getting paid not able to take action
Families getting split into factions
Reactive
Cul de sac like a planet
Detachment
Place where they did their damage
I ran
I think I found some cover
We’re clear
What’s that crawling out my head
They’re here
When the city under siege
I wear the lizard under sleeve
But what’s below can’t stay underneath
If the people angry they gonna grit their teeth
Matter of time before they put you underneath
With all that bullshit that they speak
They staring at an empty sheath
Underneath
I’m pure cosmic energy
Only so long can I keep it in the speech
URS sounds pretty violent to me
I’m just tired of seeing people underneath
Cops keep shooting in the street
You’re the one that put my people underneath
URS getting more violent with the beat
MY PEOPLE GETTING PUT UNDERNEATH
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Under my tongue I keep the razor tucked in,
I’ve been dreaming of money waking with paper cuts,
Thoughts so vivid couldn’t make it up,
All these bitches blac chyna couldn’t take a nut,
I only want to fuck because I hate ya guts,
I’ll only let you stay if I can tape it shut,
A nightmare in my conscience.
I done smoked myself senseless thinking nonsense
Staring at the walls tryna make em laugh
I’ve been drowsy as hell barely taking half
Fuckers taking lines and I’m taking back
Digging up Whitney we can take a bath, going blow for blow tryna match the line
This suicide pact got matching lines
Filling in this page just to pass the time,
Coming to terms nothing’s patched my mind
I write I spit I’m past this beef
Like Americans playing victim when taking Iran’s heat
Whose like a shrink sharing the pack of beats
My groceries down to like a snack a week
Got sent the deets
Praying for teeth the shade of converse on kapeesh
Told her to make it sting on the other end of a leash
And the camera may be rolling but my mind steal the scene
The camp in the bedroom distilling the scene
Who he who make his vocal chords bleed
That’s a god among kings and a god among freaks
That’s an angry motherfucker with a failing country
That’s a failing motherfucker in between identities
You can tell a failure by the callous on the knees
I choose to cut the callous off and toss it to the breeze
That’s a bullet in the heart if they ever order freeze
They better call their PR if they ever order me
I’m going dumb in this this bitch like Bobby Boucher
your ass getting washed like this is a bouday
we hear you talk it’s whatever
shut your mouth you came to watch the parade
I’m with your chick kicking back while we watch anime
They like that yu yu hakasho? I wrote a song about it
they want the dick to down her close and rap a towel around em
I’m tryna eat em out and bounce like I got shit to do
Run and chuck the deuce
I’m the hen that got out the chicken coop
my right hand hit like the drums on money folder
my mic stand used for running laps round all you posers
sliced ham is what they look like when I pull from holsters
got a Greek chick that when she bust sh out here yelling OPA!
no lie, I’ve got that creamy tapioca
when I’m running through my town I swear they love me like I’m Sosa !
Hans got the strain and urs passed out
Zech Kap and I plotting on your girls night gown
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She put my fire out
So I put my cigarettes out in her palm now
Word is burn down
The whole michelada
Damn right I’m meta
Beware the quiet kind
My other face is leather
Kurt Loader if he was loaded and did the weather
Trying to control the current
And garbage island’s texture
What else should God be doing
If not for convoluting and mockery making, these are my contributions baby
Introduce Kap to your homegirl that’s boy crazy
I’ll send her back born again wreaking of self-respect
Skipping to her very own theme and melodies
A crown of my seed I just told her it’s baby’s breath
Not exactly a late bloomer but you’ll get it later
Pimpin’s easy you ever tried crafting nomenclature
Nah, then I guess it’s just me
Wordsmith, nerd shit
A Lvl Hd ‘til hell freeze
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