Bullet

Bullet Verse 1 Everyday I try to shake the negative voice Get dressed and then I go and pick my weapon of choice A 45, sub compact 9 or glock 27 Exercising my right to the 2nd to stock up on weapons And I ain’t using less in imminent danger But as the times deteriorate and get a little bit stranger I’m starting to feel the tension and I’m watching they language I’ll be damned if my fam the only one that’s in anguish Cuz I’m past the micro-aggressions If you hate me for my culture then I’ll fight to protect it Age 9 the first time I had my hands on a weapon So I’m demanding respect if I stand where you stepping Cuz I channel that energy from my Grandfather Born fighter a synergy that you can’t bother Love with my heart but imma move with my mind Do what you do and just let us do what we do and I’m fine Verse 2 Yea....yea I know I’m talking my shit After this watch the feds come and audit my shit Or my job try to say that I’m incitin a riot While they know damn well that my silence is violence Tired of smiling in the face of these racists When it’s long overdue to put them back in they places That’s why they always championed Martin Cuz they scared that we gon finish all the shit that they started They want us docile no matter just what our killers do Try to tell us turn the other cheek you killed that nigga too Poisoned us psychologically now we go and sell dope Took Brother Malcolm with the CointelPro Now I’m tryna educate all my folks Takin a risk, the realist shit I ever wrote But I can promise you can take every quote No matter what you do you can’t stunt our growth