Opioid Crisis Ras Kass
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[Part 1]
[Intro]
Fuck you know about a plug nigga?
You don't own no airplanes nigga
No submarines
How the fuck it's our fault?
[Verse]
At Max's eating a philly (Uh), alt-right tried to kill me (Uh)
Dropped my cheesesteak and grabbed the MAC semi
Scuffling, shot a Republican in the face with it
Only the second time I've seen an eagle kill a patriot (Woo)
That's a Brady fumble, let me slay you double
Cath a L, then another, let the ladies love you
Rappers lazy paying baby dues to vaguely mumble
I'm from a stronger breed, victims of the 80's struggle
Crack cocaine decimated poor neighborhoods
Politicians attacked us for the "greater good"
The War on Crime, got more people in prison
Than living in Wyoming and South Dakota combined
Society blind, or willfully ignorant
Ain't no moral high ground when you're killing your citizens
Yo (Uh), the hood got locked for rock
The 'burbs sniffed powder and got a slap on the wrist from cops
Stop, frisk, stand your ground
Had bitches boostin' in Beverly Hills when Whitney Houston drowned
Vilified, then Tom Petty died, they ain't like that
The irony is, they don't like facts
[Intro]
Fuck you know about a plug nigga?
You don't own no airplanes nigga
No submarines
How the fuck it's our fault?
[Verse]
At Max's eating a philly (Uh), alt-right tried to kill me (Uh)
Dropped my cheesesteak and grabbed the MAC semi
Scuffling, shot a Republican in the face with it
Only the second time I've seen an eagle kill a patriot (Woo)
That's a Brady fumble, let me slay you double
Cath a L, then another, let the ladies love you
Rappers lazy paying baby dues to vaguely mumble
I'm from a stronger breed, victims of the 80's struggle
Crack cocaine decimated poor neighborhoods
Politicians attacked us for the "greater good"
The War on Crime, got more people in prison
Than living in Wyoming and South Dakota combined
Society blind, or willfully ignorant
Ain't no moral high ground when you're killing your citizens
Yo (Uh), the hood got locked for rock
The 'burbs sniffed powder and got a slap on the wrist from cops
Stop, frisk, stand your ground
Had bitches boostin' in Beverly Hills when Whitney Houston drowned
Vilified, then Tom Petty died, they ain't like that
The irony is, they don't like facts
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