Truth

can't tell me Lemar ain't hard shine bright and shoot like a star leave a nigga slumped over like a bar after too many shots its just too many shots in my bars it's just too many storms like Mars snipe yo ass out from afar I'm spittin so vicious machete type lyrics I'm ripping victims apart he ain't got heart yo that is a mark I'm superman u niggas is Clark just food for the sharks nothing but bark ill line yall ass up like a barber then split yo waves just like a part I'm telling ya nobody harder pushin hard like the Carter out of apartments avoiding the varmints money my target fucc all the sergeants approach us with caution I'm givin ya warning my niggas is warring and nah not against another nigga it's yall tired of bein governed by ya laws tired of bein numbers on ya wall time to separate from these hogs elevate and make our own laws the enemies slaughtered ya ancestors but u ain't tripping on that it's so long ago ain't affecting us now then bro why u poor? then why he in jail? then why she alone? then why he sale dope? then why she a hoe? then why we can't cope? then why we don't know? where the fucc we come from? then why we so low? then why we can't buy? then why we can't own? put the pistol to his dome now a mothafucca wrong but u mothafucca owe me mothfuccin forty acres and a mule so until I get mine ima do what it do ima take it out on you ima pop ya in head every single day in school ima take ya fuccin bread and I'm split it wit my crew ima call u a nerd ima say fucc the cops ima whoop ya ass in sports ima take ya fuccin spot treat Becky like a thot let my niggas wreck shop cuz Ion like wet mops ima scare ya when I talk ima trip ya when u walk every mothafuccin day till u mothafuccas fall hold up nigga I ain't done yet ain't put away my gun yet ain't had enough fun yet chaos in abundance its goin down like a sunset beat ya a drum set every chance I get make every lyric hit harder than a brick I'm on ya like BRICCS for that knee on my neck that shot in my back the whips and the chains won't forget about that from Rodney King to George Floyd revenge and revamp my niggas is amped out for blood like a vamp don't mistake me for African aborigines want ya head like a Taliban don't slip in the alley man thats where I play come down from the mountains to cop ya some yay hope my niggas niggas don't rob ya you nice as can be wonder how it go viral as a poetic scene my niggas come here cant miss this come see to witness a gentile hang from tree