Frontline

Frontline Frontline Live from the frontline, peep the signs of the time Anarchy, confusion, still lootin', still shootin' Police abusin', still no solution to the problem Gang bangers killin' toddlers Chiraq a warzone, every day the same song Even in a pandemic, niggas still bullshittin' Can't stop what's written, they burned down Wendy's They martyring criminals, shit get pathetic Molotov cocktails, chaos, mayhem Picket signs, tear gas, courtesy of Uncle Sam Understand the master plan Times is short, walk on water Raised in the stixx, holy man Pennies and quarters We shuffle, we tyrants, the devil man The youngins, they killers They martyrs, they shooters, the trash man Smoke bombs, fireworks, truck full of bodies Race war party, live from the frontline Rubber bullets flying, corona in the air Give a fuck about dying, live from the frontline Military artillery, I'ma keep mine The government lying, live from the frontline Molotov cocktails, chaos, mayhem Picket signs, tear gas, courtesy of Uncle Sam We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline Molotov cocktails, chaos, mayhem Picket signs, tear gas, courtesy of Uncle Sam We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline You ain't on my level, I got my dirty shovel Will he stop? Never Shots at the devil, get ya hair beveled I'm a good fella, on the front line, it was by design They wanna take mine, and try to break lines Walk with a soldier to the frontline Gas in the air will make a brother choke Poison in the smoke, 12 throwing at ya folk, no joke On the way to see Hope, let's go burn this motherfucker down to the floor Let 'em know T-Mo doing it from the frontline Picket signs, all-out, take mines Molotov cocktails, chaos, mayhem Picket signs, tear gas, courtesy of Uncle Sam We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline Molotov cocktails, chaos, mayhem Picket signs, tear gas, courtesy of Uncle Sam We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline I oughta be a owner watching my team play from the skybox One ice cube in my cognac in my socks Red phone ringing, need assist for the old man The one with the gold teeth, not the all gold man I ain't been to war in ten summers, but I can still put a sparrow right between your numbers And there's an affiliated flag on the play He said, "let me do it Unk?" Ok, a bag on the way Now David Banner told me, "'Lo keep your hands clean" While you at it, keep your shirt and your pants clean 'Cause further on up the ladder where we need ya face card Say less, pay for it with your race card Molotov cocktails, chaos, mayhem Picket signs, tear gas, courtesy of Uncle Sam We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline Molotov cocktails, chaos, mayhem Picket signs, tear gas, courtesy of Uncle Sam We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline We live from the frontline, we live from the frontline