[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
I drink blood of school shooters
Slit throat, loose screws get fucked up
Hang his ass from flag poles with sad souls
The innocent, who the fuck’s protectin' us?
Boy, you better buckle up ‘cause I got questions for you fucks, I’ve had enough
[Verse 1: Kemba]
Who the fuck protectin' us?
Who the fuck show respect for us?
Who accepted us, except for us?
When we looked up for them, they rejected us
Who the fuck protectin' me?
It ain't a cop or deputy
It ain't a pop celebrity
When niggas pop a song from Pac
Is not gon' help me breathe, I mean
Poppa gone and mom's is missin', I ain't got a pot to piss in
A lot of my peers either popped a clip, or pop prescription
This the apocalypse so here's my proposition
Fuck it all if God intended
Guard the gates and guard the children
Call my baby, tell her I ain't complain 'bout the cause I'm given
Or the cards they deal a nigga, God is with me nigga, yuh
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
I drink blood of school shooters
Slit throat, loose screws get fucked up
Hang his ass from flag poles with sad souls
The innocent, who the fuck’s protectin' us?
Boy, you better buckle up ‘cause I got questions for you fucks, I’ve had enough
I drink blood of school shooters
Slit throat, loose screws get fucked up
Hang his ass from flag poles with sad souls
The innocent, who the fuck’s protectin' us?
Boy, you better buckle up ‘cause I got questions for you fucks, I’ve had enough
[Verse 1: Kemba]
Who the fuck protectin' us?
Who the fuck show respect for us?
Who accepted us, except for us?
When we looked up for them, they rejected us
Who the fuck protectin' me?
It ain't a cop or deputy
It ain't a pop celebrity
When niggas pop a song from Pac
Is not gon' help me breathe, I mean
Poppa gone and mom's is missin', I ain't got a pot to piss in
A lot of my peers either popped a clip, or pop prescription
This the apocalypse so here's my proposition
Fuck it all if God intended
Guard the gates and guard the children
Call my baby, tell her I ain't complain 'bout the cause I'm given
Or the cards they deal a nigga, God is with me nigga, yuh
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
I drink blood of school shooters
Slit throat, loose screws get fucked up
Hang his ass from flag poles with sad souls
The innocent, who the fuck’s protectin' us?
Boy, you better buckle up ‘cause I got questions for you fucks, I’ve had enough
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