F*ck the feds
I ain't got no love for the government
Get the bread homes
Yeah we still don't like the president
On the dead homies
We not stoppin till they listenin
On the dead homies
We not stoppin till we killin em
Look they been lockin people up with no evidence
I don't see no change all I see is false punishment
I don't gang bang homie f*ck the set that you claim
Can't you see dat me and you is just slaves in this game
Symbol for my home grown I'm an eagl uh
I'm gone feel the pain, when it comes like a needle uh
Not for me, I'm just speakin for my people uh
No peace, f*ck the police, they so evil uh
F*ck the feds
I ain't got no love for the government
Get the bread homes
Yeah we still don't like the president
On the dead homies
We not stoppin till they listenin
On the dead homies
We not stoppin till we killin em
More bodies bein buried
I'm losin my homies in a hurry
They relocate into the cemetary got me worry, stressin my vission's blurry
The question is will I live?
No one in the world loves me I'm headed for danger, don't trust strangers