| I’m drinking Hennessy out of my mason jar |
| Since I was a shorty, see that bucket that’s my racing car |
| I’ma do a buck forty |
| Are we crazy as they say we are? |
| Tellin' them war stories |
| I’m just showing off my favorite scars |
| No nuts no glory glory |
| Glory Hallelujah |
| Do you think you can survive inside a government experiment |
| Let’s document the experience |
| Let’s lock you in an environment that’s violent |
| Let’s buy or rent a camera and film if you survive in it |
| Or you die in it see my mind is bent |
| My sanity goes on and off just like a switch |
| David and Goliath I’m David and my pistol’s Goliath bitch |
| I’m flippin' through these Bible scripts |
| Lookin' at all these hieroglyphs |
| Trying to know thy self, lookin' for God |
| I don’t know maybe I am it Or He is We |
| I’m working tireless to find why I exist |
| In a place where we by killin' each other and our oppressor, he’s a tyrant |
| Workin' with a iron fist |
| He defecates we buy his shit just like it fits |
| In some sort of plan to help us out |
| But I insist that life’s a bitch |
| Yeah I’m drinking on some fire, while I’m smoking on some medicine |
| Menace to society, they don’t want to let us in |
| Went from building pyramids to being, to being experiments |
| Now that I’m awake, I feel freer than I’ve ever been |
| I’m sipping liquor in a Kool-Aid pitcher (them boys is hood) |
| My cousin’s settin' fire to a swisher (that's smokin' good!) |
| You see you view us through a two-way mirror (misunderstood) |
| Instead of fear us come near us come hear us (I wish you would I wish you would) |
| Wish you would visit, but are you really welcome here? |
| Locked us in an experimental box, peace of mind is seldom here |
| Drowning in a vodka Mr. Belvedere |
| Rocker, bitch I’m Elvis here |
| We seldom see our elder years |
| Poverty, poverty, poverty I believe all of this is a test to see our reaction |
| up in this |
| Colony, colony, colony, all of these psychological factors |
| Even the color they paint on the walls of these projects is givin' us nothing |
| but doom |
| So we ain’t focused on our equality-quality-quality |
| Oughta be simple but it’s not, twist in a plot |
| It’s a dog fight just like when pits in the lot |
| They shuttin' the door I’m pickin' the lock |
| I bust through the door, two guns out |
| I don’t give a fuck who runs out |
| 'Till my tool runs out I’ma shoot 'till the new Sun’s out |
| 'Till the news comes out that the truth comes out |
| Yeah I’m drinking on some fire, while I’m smoking on some medicine |
| Menace to society, they don’t want to let us in |
| Went from building pyramids to being, to being experiments |
| Now that I’m awake, I feel freer than I’ve ever been |
| Yeah I’m drinking on some fire, while I’m smoking on some medicine |
| Menace to society, they don’t want to let us in |
| Went from building pyramids to being, to being experiments |
| Now that I’m awake, I feel freer than I’ve ever been |