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venting (feat. dizzy wright) - tom hutchcraft lyrics

[verse 1 * dizzy wright]
yo, top tier, it’s like pac here
the coaches say don’t talk to the law, the cops weird
it’s not a n*gga that i fear, my eyes clear
what i did in ten, i’m quadrupling in five years
standards, we don’t even respect the slander
they askin’ questions but tryin’ to contaminate the answers
never picked up the bandana life
these n*ggas totin’ guns that they can’t even handle right
to keep the sh*t a stack, we don’t got a chance
wе just workin’ on a couple million dollar plans
i’m makin’ invisible moves likе i’m hollow man
the game’ll make you feel like you ain’t real until you shot a man
and he gotta be the same color skin
that harsh reality, who tryin’ to cap the lid
don’t be investin’ all that money if your album mid
don’t be investin’ all that money if your album mid
they say, what if you fail, i say, god forbid
that hate was wishin’ on me, i got the opposite
that’s why i throw my locs on, on some big papa sh*t
tell em i’m coming and i’m rockin’ who i’m rockin’ wit’

[verse 2 * tom hutchcraft]
uh, you say ‘i am not a racist’
i say you’re hiding behind biases and fake sh*t
it’s blind hatred, outdated and pervasive
but when it’s time to speak your mind
you find that you don’t say sh*t
you can’t face it so you get wasted
’till you’re higher than the bassist
your pupils dilated
looking up online for something unrelated
but you can’t take it
human rights is insane, it feels invasive and it’s innate
but you aim to debate it anywhere that’ll take it
you persuasively claim a race is to blame for its ailments
but it’s so painfully racist, prejudiced, ablest
discrimination, you name it
but whatever the label you’re brainless
it’s just copy and pasted fascist fabrications
you just have to have a say and display these crazy ideations
you conjugate with n*z*s
promote their proclamations
mob with right*wing parties
and dream of the ethnostate
you once said ‘i am not a racist’
now, instead, you say you’d never tip a black waitress
but, hey, you made it!
no longer feel you have to fake it to make it
successfully indoctrinated
but know that even me inebriated could see that we should be
peacefully, and pleased to be, amalgamated, uh

- tom hutchcraft lyrics

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