This is your commander-in-chief speaking
We are under attack, I repeat, we are under attack
This is not a drill, evacuate the city immediately
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ugh, haha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I'm high like an air raid, walkin' 'round
Hands in my pockets like I'm lookin'
For some spare change
Yuh, all the people starin'
And I'm eatin' their gaze
This is for everyone who don't fit in
Because they're strange
Some of my niggas fuck with niggas because they're gay
This song for people that know
Life is not a fair game
I got played, and my momma said
The same thing
"In life you cannot trust that anythin'
Will go your way"
'Cause expectation brings suffering
Suffering make hate
If we didn't have a meal, my mates
Would get the plates ate
We came from roaches in the kitchen
Splitting rent pay late
Now when they starin' at me
I'm lookin' right through they face
This shit come from inside
Leave my guts all over the place
Niggas on they last legs
Give that boy a brace
Gas got my eyes red
Like I got hit with mace
You know I always got some
Flower like I was a vase
Bitch I'm high like an air raid droppin'
A bomb, yeah
Bitch, I been spittin' for all y'all to listen
I put my saliva on the song
Shut all your doors, board up your
Windows, something went terribly wrong
Yeah, I'm droppin' heat from the sky like
The rain in July how you emptying
Out the bomb, yeah
They copy my flow like I was the water
Eroding the mountain, creating a river
They wanna know how I do it so cold
I spit it, my listeners shiver
I am a red dot Hindu, Jesus cool too
But I listen to Shiva
I see colours, they see black and white
I feel like I was the giver
My last bitch left me then fucked my nigga
My nigga, I couldn't forgive her
I got high standards for people
She like the old plug, never deliver
Too many zips will fuck up your liver
Too many opioids fuck up your kidneys
Another rapper died of fenta', no, you gotta be kidding me?
Another rapper went like Kennedy
We are not each other's enemies
Why are we war-ing, like 200 BC?
It is the 21st century
We got the knowledge to fix our planet
But cannot see it objectively
Droppin' our bombs 'til everythin' gone
You in a hole like some ketamine
This is your leader speakin'
We have the city surrounded
This is your last warning
To surrender your nation
We will destroy your beautiful excuse for a nation
Auf Wiedersehen
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You hear that boys? It's time to kill
Some god-damn nazis, I need ten nazis
I need ten nazis
Scouts from every last one of you sorry
Sons of bitches before the sun goes down
Do you hear me? Sir, yes sir