She had me hooked like a psyched up junkie A perfect dose, if you know what I mean I ran a line like a toxic monkey An appetite for her sweet medicine
(Chorus) Oooohhhh let's burn this down Let's burn this down let's burn it down Oooohhhh let's burn it down Just burn it down now burn it down Your white
You walk the streets Never feel no guilt You make your money selling guns on the playground I'm so ashamed Cause we're all the same Killing in the name
t look down) One wrong move and you'll Taste the ground Taste the ground Oh-oh We are the new generation Oh-oh We have to rebuild the nation Oh-oh We are the new
Just look around I feel blessed This is Earth as we know best Heavenly I feel praised Hold this to my dying day I've seen killers on the streets Bullets
Wait for the sun to get up in the morning Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooo It's a beautiful day but I'm waiting for someone Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooo I ain't got no time to
I know what we need We need a gun and a cap Cause I know how it feels Now that there's no turning back It's like a dream unreal, holding you in the past
(Yeah yeah yeah) What you doin to me? (Yeah yeah yeah) What you want from me? (Yeah yeah yeah) What you doin to me? What you want from me? You're just
Summer's come But I don't know why It's so damn hard for me to do things right Maybe if you just let me try I can make you a believer Make you a believer
My love It ain't you, it ain't you, It's just a phase I'm going through It ain't you, it ain't you, Don't tell me you don't feel it too You, me, them
us? the OG rollers New York city?s coldest Sour diesel, weed aromas, numb of casualties of soldiers My position, remains the same while niggas change and switching Politics
heard?! Haha! [Verse - Fabolous] You see I do's what I choose on shiny twenty-two's Be's what I please in brand new Bentleys That's right stupid! Soon
live my dream All natural whole foods that lay you back Have you straight chillin in a dope mood And some shit is happy like a show tune This a brand new
Ladies and Gentlemen I ain't trynna be politically correct But I won't rest till I'm givin my respect And my vision isn't set on the money I get But more
popular, the freaks who been poppin' The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop And name another new nigga wit a sicker Twitter followin' And the politics
to wanna be Black Here's the move 'cause I see none I never boast, I never brag, I get the job done I'm not the [?Buckley?] political, nor am I the physical
, commence to lynchin The President ain't even listenin to the pain of the youth We make music for eternity, forever the truth Political prisoner, the