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uncl3 sam ain't my unc fr - damag3 lyrics

[verse 1: damag3]
look i said “f*ck a mill”
uncle sam, ain’t really my unc for real
f*ck a deal
labels put my brain up on the table
mri sh*t, *n*lyze it
i’m tryna get my pie in full, they tryna slice and dice it
sh*t, look
some people say inequity is inevitable
like it’s just human nature
go do me a lil’ favor:
go blow that trickle*down sickness out your brains
that sh*t’s highly contagious
it’s highly unfavored, but y’all ain’t like the solution
(pop a politician, how to stop the pollution)
and we get f*cked so many ways, this ain’t so kama sutra
boy that suit don’t suit you
try talking back, and boy that suit gone sue you
run your f*cking flaps enough, they run up in your house
fill up that casa with some planted evidence
(tryna make damag3 look shady, likе a canopy)
b*tch, how can it be?
that we actually out herе forking over taxes
bending over backwards
spending all my cash on basic ass sh*t?
smoke a blunt and write with ashes, because i can’t afford my penance
(lone gun with the economics, call me john lenin)
so quit stallin’ (stalin) these big ballers just rip off you
so get brawling, these pick*pockets done picked all it
ain’t it ironic when they pick the lint from your pocket?
(wait is this cotton?)
yeah baby, you got it
building guillotines, lately, seems to be my favorite hobby
i used my bootstraps for the rope
two*tone on your throat
ten toes on the ground
one head left to go
(alright mr. bezos, step on up you are the last head**)
[verse 2: noir benny]
had the white on me like the pope
you already know i had to pay that rent by selling dope
n*ggas on they broke sh*t
capitally punished that sh*t turned me to a black sheep
no you not my unc there ain’t no samuel in my family tree
p*ssed away my budget
heavy flow no trickle down effect
collectors tryna go and pound my head in with astounding debt
i’ll allen iver*son these n*ggas
looking for me like i’m the f*cking answer
mentally celibate give no f*cks b*tch i am mark manson
tucked away in the cut with indica tryna dodge cancer
how them loans f*cking me no consent and still are not cancelled
run your oasis rancid
all a n*gga got some uncle bens a can of greens
even worse for bro that n*gga homeless with a d*mn degree
i hope ebt f*ck with my my n*gga like it’s chandler bing
any n*gga that can’t break bread is not your family
or even friends they’ll leave you lonely round your darkest ends
feast up on your soul with demons feel not a need to repent
i will blow their brains out then jig in the matter no respect
g*lock leaving mush all in the room like a cordyceps
if they put me through h*llfire i will promise their decent
i can’t take sally mae shooting she keep tryna bereal the sh*lls
i can’t take uncle sam round my hood cause them streets gonna get swept
run a n*gga sh*t ’till i cramp quadriceps
clean into the cut like isopropyl 99 percent
[verse 3: snick foley]
praying that one at the top all catch one in the top
few dots, spreading wealth, you know; from raising a stock
was raised on a block… where snitches get stitches
best keep ya mouth closed
ironic, congress do the same thing
ask what the house knows
although, when you look like me, you get fed time
deny you money, you can march, but no crossing the red line
what a headline!
read all about it
i’m being extra
being born broke’s a joke, only get as far as they let cha
both parties lie, the senate lies, the media’s incentivized
to have you, fighting over, who gon’ fund somebody’s genocide
lets take a proper gander at all of the propaganda
we could elevate, the masses, thru knowledge and stop the slander
we could build a greater future, foundations, we all could use it
f*ck it, i’ma rapper, i’m stupid, i’ll stick to music
as a youth i didn’t sell blow; most people couldn’t tell tho
i infiltrated, circles, with k!llers, like cointelpro
just did it for the ladies, who was tryna, have my babies
take my kids, while spreading crack
these girls like reagan in the 80s
oh he’s crazy!
well yeah, that’s a maybe look how they made me
can’t afford to see no doctor, so who the f*ck supposed to save me?
now they worried bout my mental health?
i thought it was an ill verse
you thought i’d really end it?
bro i’d definitely k!ll you first
what’s worse?
the boot of this capitalist institution
or the clout, chasing posers, who lie, they want revolution
never really read the books, just captions to quote n*ggas
you are not a socialist, you’re a capper whose broke, n*gga
win the lottery tomorrow, watch you switch the way you vote, n*gga
win the lottery tomorrow, watch you switch the way you vote, n*gga
f*ck up out my face, qu

- damag3 lyrics

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