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What is this world coming to? I leave rappers more afraid than two racists Surrounded by 22 Ving Rhames' each with .22's and two big razors Trapped inside of two big cages With a moat around the outside with sharks that shoot lasers I feel a war coming, so pass the war drum And bang on that bitch till you feel your fucking core buzzing Whether it's your cousin, your brother or your husband If they're not screaming "Fuck the police", then you're suffering Every fake cop who midnights on his KKK watch Trust that I pray that they drop I'm more of a lover than a fighter But if it's fire that they want then I'm happy to spare a lighter Confederate Flag wavers in Carolina I'd be happy to send you to your intelligent designer I don't care if it's Darren Wilson or Paris Hilton I'm tearing through all of 'em, not even sparing children What is this world coming to? This fucking interview is over...pshh You got somethin' to ask me? I'll be watchin' Wrestle Mania with Brendan Dassey at the Avery Salvage Yard: you wanna rumble? Get your parents And tell 'em they better beware of something worse than Jared I'll rip the hair off Donald Trump's scalp, for runnin' his fat mouth SongtexteTruthfully? I'd rather elect Alf I go deeper than scuba divers, to bring truth to you guys It's more than just Isis and Uber drivers Devices to give us divorces and force us to believe in forces: Crying over Han Solo corpses The rebirth: your means of egress is slim, slimmer than your neck Choke you out with an "I Can't Breathe" t-shirt for Freddie Gray Say all lives matter, say it Just once and all bodies and all minds splatter, I'll push over a push over You're hopeless, nothin'll help, stand up for yourself? And stand up for yourself Aus Songtexte Mania