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perished skin - mr. mayhem lyrics

(verse 1)
officer, get off a sir how’d we let this awful sir
in office surrounding us with lucifer
racism is on some hurt*
an onslaught of hard ass work
when the whole ass earth sees george is hurt
f*ck it, lets go bezerk
call ya work we all will burn donald’s he*rs*
it’s all over, apologies will soften worlds
sorry this you muhf*cker
not even nineteen worried covid nineteen
will get my father get my mother why g*o*d crying
slowly i see no one’s buying so they dying
i’m trying to make it through,i’ve seen your year
honestly i just wanna make it to, senior year
ive seen sh*t here i seem sincere i mean it hear what we did here
n0body listen a d*mn word i say, never forget the mandalay bay
woke up and couldn’t find anthony, “where the f*ck’s anthony?
i heard, he went to a concert last night, did he make it out okay?”
i swear sometimes i hate this earth
how come my own kind always make things worse
it’s embarrassing wearing this perished skin
i guess the grass ain’t so nice on the other side of this experiment
george couldn’t breath while george is walking free
george under knees so those born could’ve dreamed
but this war is a need don’t come short take a knee
don’t let george die for free don’t record do something
fights, blood, knives slugs, white drugs, nice what?
my trust quite gone, iphones high up, viral, likes up lights up nines busts
michael noel, a n0ble with photos on mobile phone holds
with bullet holes they blow four for false hope in po*po
but won’t throw those so so cops to wolves a that’s a no no
the whole world would so go to the hole for those holes, yo
all i hear is sirens, all the violence, momma’s crying, corona virus
had to burn the city down just for some righteousness
blowing riots all the lies when you’re online and people dying
we go to war with china we open fire
y’all swing on them in walmart isles
still waiting on this big ol’ nuke to hit us soon a gift to you from kim jong un
can’t leave the house without mask and gloves, maybe this is a clear slap above
that we’re f*cked, up that’s enough and this is it
you leave the house with the mask and gloves you supposed to hit a l!ck
that’s the sh*t i grew up on* coupons like two of them
dad’s disability check ain’t enough for food this month
yet let’s pay some f*cking youtubers
fiends are doing drugs when you come out your front door into the sun
gunshots is wrung for miles through the town that’s the f*cking foolish sound
they shooting up our navy, our people going crazy
idols become rapists, or their tombstones get engravings
protests used to solve but, we just cause more problems
message gets across but, hurts more in the process
no one should applaud this, minnesota saw it
give more martin luthers, and not more trayvon martins
they rather talk 6ix9ine snitching than george floyd k!lling
minneapolis police they are loading up slowly
need no prescription i’m 2020 for my vision of 2020
these black on black crimes attack the bad guys
be blasting at lives that have a d*mn sign
we smash up that whole life called passion battle cries
local businesses blown up in to bits
like photosynthesis they know that this is it
yet no one gives a sh*t man kobe would be sick yo
prisons filling up when is it enough
innocent gets snuffed living in a rut
that’s today get stabbed get raped
they pass away they attack a race
whether it’s a bat or mace, boston blasts, afraid sh*t hasn’t changed
your hit in the back with a whip? now you’re in the back of the whip
and in chains
i’m tired of bodies popping up in recordings
time for somebody to put a stop to the dropping
i’m tired of bombing nations, abominations, obama’s name should inspire positive faces
i’m tired of racists fighting fire with setting fire to places
riot go crazy but why do you aim it
at the ally in that alley this has to change man
prepare for patience
those scary pages ain’t going nowhere so fear the hatred
hear complacence there’s a reason we swear it treason
the parents gone, the terrorists, they very sick, embarrassment, calling guys, that carry guns, theres columbine, and sandy hook guess donald’s right, this is america

- mr mayhem lyrics

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