{Verse
Hate it or love it
The wasted republic
United States of the drug binge
War on thugs
Is what the patriots wanted
The faceless get funded
They take it from us
Pull up
To our shore
Get a taste
Of the hatred
And bloodshed
War economy is basically buzzing
Its an easy way for them to make up the money
Staying comfy while legislation
Turn this whole f#cking
Place to a junk heap
They keep cutting education
So they think that were dummies
Republican say that your weak with your money
It’s funny though
Shut em down for a week
And they need the elite
And to get shot running bro
Tappin our tax dollars to keep they funds afloat
Cops in the street assaulting us
They got tons of smoke
When they done with us where do you think those guns will go
Is this a f#cking joke
It’s a global loc down but somebody still running dope
And now we gotta act it’s as if
We’ve always wanted joe
The hood traumatizing me and my n#gg#s all some victims
That sh#t follows you around like loss prevention
Envoirments that we in breeds depression and lots of tension
They try to say it it’s just in us and it’s not the system
They caught a young man with a bit of pot in spliffs and
Knocked him up side his head and then
They sent him off to prison
But he lucky tho
He can sit in detention and get a visit
Other n#gg# that this happened to
Got hit but he isn’t living
We rising up the blue and red both are nervous
Seem like ever move they make it
Is suppose to hurt us
We said defund the police
They took out the postal service
They say we all esstential but notice
None of the moguls working
Inaction got
A quarter mill of the homies murdered
Keepin us down and the rich up is their only purpose
They act like they understand you
But it’s only surface
They perform Front of all of us
Like it’s a global circus
n#gg#s be talkin bout kiddie conspiracy
But look away when these n#gg#s
Out here clearly be stealing things
We voted them all in
Can we really be feeling clean
With As much inequality that all of they
Dealings bring
This is some sh#t fasho
It’s absurd the way
They get the dough
We just wanna grow
We needed change
But they give us joe
You whistle blow
Prison is the place that you get to go
Asking for anything contrary to the elite
You get a no
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