[Part I]
[Intro]
(Ahahahaha, wow)
[Verse]
Wow, another fucking war
I am not even surprised anymore by the state of affairs
I feel like nobody cares that there are people dying
Money we supplying, drone is flying (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Killing, filling the air
The smell of blood and it's paired
With gasoline and I mean it
You don't know who, what, or where
Or why we fighting the terror
I'm scared that breaking news for faking views
And I don't know why they can choose
Who live or die, they taking dudes and telling us after
Bitch, I appreciate safety
But lately, I feel like they think we non-sentient matter
And all our talk is some chatter they can ignore (Huh?)
Man, fuck where I was born, I ain't choose it
I could lose it if decision do form
And if you killing some nigga
Then let us know who he is (Okay)
'Cause this some World War I
Franz Ferdinand biz' (Yeah, yeah)
I don't know any of you niggas, killing people for why?
This is some anarchy, chaos in a clever disguise
They hold it before your eyes (Yeah, yeah)
And hit the switch, bitch, which?
Group of murderous faggots, lay in a ditch
There might be a good reason to put them in the dirt
But I don't have a say in when they go and send in the hurt
I feel weak, I feel like I am not allowed to speak
'Cause I'll be labeled a freak or someone's mama will tweak
I'm misinformed, I don't know why the desert was stormed
Or why we made Al-Qaeda, gave them K's
And later deformed
Maybe Soleimani was a commie, or a traitor, or killer
And GOP is spitting facts, accurate therefore realer
But on the news all I see is people fixing to bicker
And we believe what we exposed to on IG and Twitter
For goodness sake, look at all the mess that we make (Huh, huh)
When are we all gonna work together? Sharing our cake (Huh, huh)
Instead of coming off fake and taking after the snake (Huh, huh)
People take to street looking for something to break
Instead of fixing the place
Allahu Akbar, God is great
Killing humans is not hard
Easy way out: be a rapper or rock star
Speaking your truth in the back of a cop car
Allahu Akbar
I-I-I-I don't fuck with none of yous
Stepped up in Iran and I'm thinkin' 'bout what gun I choose
AR-15 with a hollow point round
And don't fuck with America if you don't got a son to lose
[Intro]
(Ahahahaha, wow)
[Verse]
Wow, another fucking war
I am not even surprised anymore by the state of affairs
I feel like nobody cares that there are people dying
Money we supplying, drone is flying (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Killing, filling the air
The smell of blood and it's paired
With gasoline and I mean it
You don't know who, what, or where
Or why we fighting the terror
I'm scared that breaking news for faking views
And I don't know why they can choose
Who live or die, they taking dudes and telling us after
Bitch, I appreciate safety
But lately, I feel like they think we non-sentient matter
And all our talk is some chatter they can ignore (Huh?)
Man, fuck where I was born, I ain't choose it
I could lose it if decision do form
And if you killing some nigga
Then let us know who he is (Okay)
'Cause this some World War I
Franz Ferdinand biz' (Yeah, yeah)
I don't know any of you niggas, killing people for why?
This is some anarchy, chaos in a clever disguise
They hold it before your eyes (Yeah, yeah)
And hit the switch, bitch, which?
Group of murderous faggots, lay in a ditch
There might be a good reason to put them in the dirt
But I don't have a say in when they go and send in the hurt
I feel weak, I feel like I am not allowed to speak
'Cause I'll be labeled a freak or someone's mama will tweak
I'm misinformed, I don't know why the desert was stormed
Or why we made Al-Qaeda, gave them K's
And later deformed
Maybe Soleimani was a commie, or a traitor, or killer
And GOP is spitting facts, accurate therefore realer
But on the news all I see is people fixing to bicker
And we believe what we exposed to on IG and Twitter
For goodness sake, look at all the mess that we make (Huh, huh)
When are we all gonna work together? Sharing our cake (Huh, huh)
Instead of coming off fake and taking after the snake (Huh, huh)
People take to street looking for something to break
Instead of fixing the place
Allahu Akbar, God is great
Killing humans is not hard
Easy way out: be a rapper or rock star
Speaking your truth in the back of a cop car
Allahu Akbar
I-I-I-I don't fuck with none of yous
Stepped up in Iran and I'm thinkin' 'bout what gun I choose
AR-15 with a hollow point round
And don't fuck with America if you don't got a son to lose
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