| Yeah
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| They say I’m confrontational
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| I want peace
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| Just not at the cost of my silence
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| Speak up!
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| All through the hood I keep hearing people saying
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| «I'm supposed to die tonight» (Haha!)
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| They can’t destroy what they ain’t build in the first place (Yeah!)
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| So, I’m finna ride tonight
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| Bizzle!
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| I went from a truth seeker to truth speaker
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| Truth through the booth, your Bluetooth or your coupé speakers (Yeah!)
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| Run up in here, I cut a ear, I’m too Peter (Ugh!)
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| I bucket fear, I chuck a spear Luke Peter (Yeah!)
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| They love it here, I hate it here
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| They murder babies and pervert the children and make it here
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| It’s getting crazy, everybody claiming they gangster here
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| And everybody feel it, but nobody is sayin' here
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| This God Over Money, so I say what I want, dawg (Yeah)
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| Your favorite rapper don’t, he too afraid to be broke, dawg
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| You lose your career pissing 'em folk off (Uh huh)
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| But you can call black women 'hoes' and kill all the black men that you want,
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| dawg (Yeah!)
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| And I don’t care if you hate that, I can take that (I can take that)
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| But stop claiming you real knowing you hate facts
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| Sad thing is how fast you can diss a black queen
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| And turn around and walk on eggshells for a drag queen
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| Bizzle (This what you wanted?)
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| I never came for the smoke
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| But if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| You see, that really ain’t what I want
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| But if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| Can’t muzzle me, dawg, I say what I want
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| And if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| I really love peace, but I’m ready for the war
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| So if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| Uh!
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| World full of fake news, nothing real about it (Uh)
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| Put they agenda in the middle and just build around it
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| You don’t use your own brain, they gon' flip the whole thing
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| And trick you with a headline and tell you how to feel about it
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| Call a man a 'racist', you take what he said racially
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| Call him 'homophobic', you take what he said hatefully
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| They label it 'hate', you can’t even disagree tastefully
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| To shake the label, you switch sides, it’s mind slavery
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| These people are evil, don’t eat what the media feeding you
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| Deceitful and wicked, they giving you lenses to see it through
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| Everybody lying, nobody willing to speak the truth
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| Like the Lord said it would be, maybe we’ll see Him soon
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| Bizzle (Yeah!)
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| I never came for the smoke
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| But if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| You see, that really ain’t what I want
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| But if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| Can’t muzzle me, dawg, I say what I want
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| And if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| I really love peace, but I’m ready for the war
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| So if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| Uh!
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| They tryna turn your little boy into a princess
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| And they ain’t even gave him a chance to be prince yet (Shh…)
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| They sick of gender telling you to let him clip his member (What?)
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| He can’t even pick his bedtime, but he can pick his gender (Oh)
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| They say that I ain’t woke, I say they ignorant (They ignorant)
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| See, I remember how the pilgrims did the Indians (Let me finish)
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| Remember they ain’t just attack 'em, they befriended them
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| Gave 'em blankets full of diseases and ended 'em (Watch this)
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| Outrage for this leakin' every other week or two
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| So you don’t see the blankets they’s sneaking you (Uh)
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| They ain’t gotta squeeze it to you, they feminizing your males and leading you
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| Into a lifestyle that won’t allow you to reproduce (Real talk)
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| One black life gone, they’ll march in the street with you
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| They hand you a blanket to say abortion is free for you (Uh)
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| How else you gon' get ex-slaves to agree with you? |
| (Uh)
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| To kill themselves, say your giving them the freedom to
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| Bizzle, let’s wake em' up (Yeah!)
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| I never came for the smoke
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| But if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| You see, that really ain’t what I want
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| But if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| Can’t muzzle me, dawg, I say what I want
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| And if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin'
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| I really love peace, but I’m ready for the war
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| So if you gotta go down, then let’s get it poppin' |