These Days Video (MV)

Yo, oh
Hahahaha
All you need is a hot beat, ha
You're brainwashed
And to repeat the same five words forty f*cking times
You're brainwashed
This is not how we go about this
This isn't what we had in mind
For this rap shit, why
Do faggots insist
On being below average, why
Am i the only one 'round
Anymore who raps
In sicker form, than these motherf*ckers know
And it's so old school, I've heard that
But then they can't rap. We're going back
To a primitive era, it's all wack
And it's on wax, for everyone to hear
Beat 'em enough in the ear
And it's gonna become very clear
That you can brainwash
Any motherf*cker this year, with some shit
That you didn't need to uphold a part in
Push it out, and it goes
Around the globe
And everybody knows now
This is how we roll
Down in this hole
What you gonna do about it? Yo
Lets throw hands up
Are his hands up? No; TKO
You just never know
When you're stepping on toes
And looking Death in the face
Behold; a regular Joe
You're brainwashed
Are motherf*ckers just that retarded these days
They can only handle one bar that's replayed
You're brainwashed
Just look at how far that we came
Coming from Big and Tupac
To Little Yachty and braids
You're brainwashed
Are motherf*ckers just that retarded these days
They can only handle one bar that's replayed
You're brainwashed
Just look at how far that we came
Coming from Big and Tupac
To Little Yachty and braids
Believe what you gotta
But you can never change the fact
The truest are hotter from the grave
Than these modern day
Fags you repping
These kids have never had to sweat
In order to rhyme
It's the bottom of the barrel
Where's my weapon
We're just shooting Cod
No need for the saddle it's a second
And I'm f*cking gone
No need for the battle I'm the Tekken master
Wanna put your leg in I snap shit up
In a million pieces 'fore i ever have to once
Take a break, it was a mistake
To try, let alone imagine a way
That you could ever have a chance
To play in the same game
Redrum Records. you'll get stabbed in seconds
Just for looking like you're wack
You reckon you can attack our building
You can do it if you feel like a supervillain
Fulfill that shit, you gotta be killing me
Cause if you dont? You're gonna get f*cked up good
And that's standing for any faggot who would
Bet on me battling anyone good
Up this motherf*cker let's see it
I have to see to believe that shit now
I'm out of the lyrics and the spirit
Needed to believe in this gen. The suspense
Is killing me, when does this corny shit end
If fifty percent of motherf*ckers would have a stem
In their back to force
Pen and pad to come back to stores
Would be better than letting
Motherf*ckers have the stall
We go balls out
Cause I never wanna have to be joking about
You're brainwashed
Are motherf*ckers just that retarded these days
They can only handle one bar that's replayed
You're brainwashed
Just look at how far that we came
Coming from Big and Tupac
To Little Yachty and braids
You're brainwashed
Are motherf*ckers just that retarded these days
They can only handle one bar that's replayed
You're brainwashed
Just look at how far that we came
Coming from Big and Tupac
To Little Yachty and braids
You think you had what you didn't
You're never mad? but it's different
To know adversity
The person has to battle to give it
What it takes
To be a Smith in rap
Give all the wisdom back
Tickle the backs of the list
Of rap killers, the illest
To live or die
Filling your mind with it
The lyrics to die for
Your feelings aside, look at the sky more
What would the killers think of 6ix9ine or
The type of Caliber getting in lists, these eyesores
Who suck dick at rap and it's as simple as that
And I don't give a shit what you think
Your opinion is wack, you're wack
Get back. Let's spray lead, like K-Fed
The days dead; whiplash
Who has the say then? Ok then
Know it. Who's incapable of a match
Noone matches a poet
Unless they bring it when the magic gets going
And the magic begins
When these motherf*cking cadets get flowing
Don't trip, you motherf*ckers
Never wanna have any problems
Add to the stressing of habits in the addicts who shit it
Who'd die for the level of chances bitches have
Would kick this game into chicken scratch
Kicking every victim on his ass
This is rap
This is how we predicted shit would blast off
In the last minute if we lift and we get in
Position on the top pillar and decide to forget it
Nothing can stop us from killing shit
We just sick 'em with lead it is
A homicide on these bitches since
We're fit to protect hip hop in its sickest
Form, you bitches can't stop me / you finna pop me
Before I hit metamorphosis / Nothing ever could top
Or swap me / But you'd better force me to quit
Whenever you're cocky / Enough to f*ck with the baddest
Do not forget to induct me
You motherf*ckers have never / Confronted death and to pop me
You want to be fully able / To bust a Tec in this hotseat
There's something to say for nazis of rap who're opinionated
Just pin us back
To the source of the shit you've insinuated
You're brainwashed
Are motherf*ckers just that retarded these days
They can only handle one bar that's replayed
You're brainwashed
Just look at how far that we came
Coming from Big and Tupac
To Little Yachty and braids
You're brainwashed
Are motherf*ckers just that retarded these days
They can only handle one bar that's replayed
You're brainwashed
Just look at how far that we came
Coming from Big and Tupac
To Little Yachty and braids
You're all brainwashed
You're brainwashed
You're brainwashed
You're all brainwashed