masochRist

(álbum: In Chains - 2023)

[Karm The Tool:]
Got red white and blue in my blunt
Got red on my boots I ain't throwing up blood
Like how they put crack in the hood
Put two in his chest now he throwing up blood
Got a white nigga aggy as fuck
"Yeah that boy a rapper he ain't a punk"
Nigga mad that I'm black and you suck
Nigga you try to breathe with a knee in your lung
Nigga you try watching your ma sell drugs
Just to pay for a teacher that don't give a fuck
You try falling asleep when they popping outside of your crib when you don't got a gun
You try holding a piece in your hand when you way too young to even know what it does
You try walking a day in my hood and I promise that you gonna forget what it does

I'mma take a fucking pacifist
And pass a fist
Burn his flag
Turn a nigga to a masochist ah
Bring it to the vatican
The masses pinned
Now pass the pistol
Everybody's gonna catch my drift ah
Casualty on
Casualty on
Casualty
Never said that I'm a terrorist ah
I wish I could take the nigga that wrote this shit
Throat, grip
By his hairline and tear his face off

You apply pressure
More pressure
More pressure
It's more until we break in two
You're full of hate
And malice
For those who aren't the same as you
Every single time I hear you speak I start to lose my fucking patience too
I'm gonna cut you so damn quick, the blood will still be blue when it comes out of you

[Yung Skayda:]
I'm from a place that if you came you wouldn't belong
I shouldn't have been born in a place I shouldn't be from
Your hatred infects me and I'm bound to repeat you
Because you hate so much that we can't help but hate you
I wanna take your soul
I swear to God I'm doing earth a favor
I would put bands up of paper
Just so someone could come up and erase you
You pledge your soul to the flag
Of the bombs and the guns and the gas
Of the greed and the lies of the past
Of the smile, disguise like a mask

[Karm The Tool:]
I'mma take a fucking pacifist
And pass a fist
Burn his flag
Turn a nigga to a masochist ah
Bring it to the vatican
The masses pinned
Now pass the pistol
Everybody's gonna catch my drift ah
Casualty on
Casualty on
Casualty
Never said that I'm a terrorist ah
I wish I could take the nigga that wrote this shit
Throat, grip
By his hairline and tear his face off