Tomb to the womb, we're soon replaced
Blood in my veins as they drip from roots and sway
Who's to say, i cant use the booth to pray
Produce fruit so strange, they called it tooth decay
The internet's a funny place, look who it choose to break
They said stop being conscious, you'll lose this way
Nothing to prove, but for Her, I'd tool away
You can wake up to shoot, or shoot for pay
Bring the cameras to the streets to the courts dismay
Mckinney to Baltimore, who owns the news today
Repetitions so the massas identify you in the draft
Zoomin in on everything except for your craft
Democrats and Republicans, topic of discussion
They represent the people is a popular assumption
If your gender and your race can be socially constructed
Why would I believe the lies that the government comes up with
Got pulled over yesterday
Still kinda pissed
Cuz
I know why he be trying shit
I was dipping in my momma Benz
Ain't no nigga posed to drive a Benz
He think different
I mean way different
Nigga said its his world and we play in it
And I ain't saying he illiterate
But he spell America with 3 Ks in it
See His kind comes in all sorts
Only want a nigga rapping or on ball courts
But not cuz a nigga for the shit nahhh
More than likely I'll fall short
See he love that yep
He would make that bet all day long
Ran my name hoped my record was a page long
Though he'd rather put my name onto a gravestone
But as long as my heart in tact
I put my all into all of the bars I rap
And when my bars attach
To the souls and the hearts you snatched
We get a slingshot cock it back
Knock down you Giants
We defiant
We can riot
You the sheep
We the lions
Breathing fire
And we flying
That's chimera
We the hybrids
We just tired
Always dying
We tired of playing the victim
So right now I'm a make a decision
We built this country and yall niggas is tenants
So next time you try me Ima get you evicted
You put scars on my back
Put stars on the flag
So I took that pain and put it all in a rap
Turning lemons into lemonade
Kinda funny how you taught me that
Paul Willis - Everyday Hypocracies (feat. Aerial) Lyrics
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Tomb to the womb, we're soon replaced
Blood in my veins as they drip from roots and sway
Who's to say, i cant use the booth to pray
Produce fruit so strange, they called it tooth decay
The internet's a funny place, look who it choose to break
They said stop being conscious, you'll lose this way
Nothing to prove, but for Her, I'd tool away
You can wake up to shoot, or shoot for pay
Bring the cameras to the streets to the courts dismay
Mckinney to Baltimore, who owns the news today
Repetitions so the massas identify you in the draft
Zoomin in on everything except for your craft
Democrats and Republicans, topic of discussion
They represent the people is a popular assumption
If your gender and your race can be socially constructed
Why would I believe the lies that the government comes up with
Got pulled over yesterday
Still kinda pissed
Cuz
I know why he be trying shit
I was dipping in my momma Benz
Ain't no nigga posed to drive a Benz
He think different
I mean way different
Nigga said its his world and we play in it
And I ain't saying he illiterate
But he spell America with 3 Ks in it
See His kind comes in all sorts
Only want a nigga rapping or on ball courts
But not cuz a nigga for the shit nahhh
More than likely I'll fall short
See he love that yep
He would make that bet all day long
Ran my name hoped my record was a page long
Though he'd rather put my name onto a gravestone
But as long as my heart in tact
I put my all into all of the bars I rap
And when my bars attach
To the souls and the hearts you snatched
We get a slingshot cock it back
Knock down you Giants
We defiant
We can riot
You the sheep
We the lions
Breathing fire
And we flying
That's chimera
We the hybrids
We just tired
Always dying
We tired of playing the victim
So right now I'm a make a decision
We built this country and yall niggas is tenants
So next time you try me Ima get you evicted
You put scars on my back
Put stars on the flag
So I took that pain and put it all in a rap
Turning lemons into lemonade
Kinda funny how you taught me that
Blood in my veins as they drip from roots and sway
Who's to say, i cant use the booth to pray
Produce fruit so strange, they called it tooth decay
The internet's a funny place, look who it choose to break
They said stop being conscious, you'll lose this way
Nothing to prove, but for Her, I'd tool away
You can wake up to shoot, or shoot for pay
Bring the cameras to the streets to the courts dismay
Mckinney to Baltimore, who owns the news today
Repetitions so the massas identify you in the draft
Zoomin in on everything except for your craft
Democrats and Republicans, topic of discussion
They represent the people is a popular assumption
If your gender and your race can be socially constructed
Why would I believe the lies that the government comes up with
Got pulled over yesterday
Still kinda pissed
Cuz
I know why he be trying shit
I was dipping in my momma Benz
Ain't no nigga posed to drive a Benz
He think different
I mean way different
Nigga said its his world and we play in it
And I ain't saying he illiterate
But he spell America with 3 Ks in it
See His kind comes in all sorts
Only want a nigga rapping or on ball courts
But not cuz a nigga for the shit nahhh
More than likely I'll fall short
See he love that yep
He would make that bet all day long
Ran my name hoped my record was a page long
Though he'd rather put my name onto a gravestone
But as long as my heart in tact
I put my all into all of the bars I rap
And when my bars attach
To the souls and the hearts you snatched
We get a slingshot cock it back
Knock down you Giants
We defiant
We can riot
You the sheep
We the lions
Breathing fire
And we flying
That's chimera
We the hybrids
We just tired
Always dying
We tired of playing the victim
So right now I'm a make a decision
We built this country and yall niggas is tenants
So next time you try me Ima get you evicted
You put scars on my back
Put stars on the flag
So I took that pain and put it all in a rap
Turning lemons into lemonade
Kinda funny how you taught me that
Writer: Avery Geter, Paul Willis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid