作词 : Jahseh Onfroy/XXXTENTACION

作曲 : Jahseh Onfroy/XXXTENTACION

Luke White on the beat

You ever seen a n!gga hung with a gold chain?

I'd rather sing about the same things that we claim

Such is bashful, but n!ggas like the task force

Mobbin' on the streets and robbin' stores in ski masks, bruh

N!ggas ask for peace in a riot then bring violence

'Cause it's a game of cat and mouse and you gon' bleed silent

What's the justice in sayin', "Fxck it," and grab the pump?

Then kill a woman with many children makes you a chump

Look at all the stores you wreckin', n!gga I reckon

Think about the people who own it for about a second

I know you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs

This is not a game, quit violence and grow a pair

But sure, you'd rather hear me say

"Fxck the black prejudice, let's murder different races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant views"

And etcetera, knives thrown, damage 'em, lives blown

Oblivion hole cold, oblivious

I won't dare say that you should stop the fxckin' ignorance

Murder ops, killin' sh!t, I'd enjoy the thrill of it

Bathe in blood of officers, different corpses, offin' 'em

Auction 'em, don't you bark at 'em, murder 'em, never heard of 'em

I could preach the peace but say, "Fxck it," and preach the murder

'Cause this ain't fxckin' life that we livin', go 'head and grab the extension

Beget another one: uncle, cousin, brother, son

Glory to all the chosen ones that will rid you of the innocence

But in a sense, innocent will soon behold the ignorance

Blasphemous, killin' our own, murderin' black—

We see, I see, death before the children

White guys and white girls hanging from the building