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Christian Robinson
Christian Robinson
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Nathan France
Nathan France
Songwriter
Benjamin Noah Karbank
Benjamin Noah Karbank
Songwriter
Semira Garrett
Semira Garrett
Songwriter

Lyrics

The hills have eyes and the walls have ears And the iPhone got your fingerprint Gold drips from my fingertips Government got my fingers bent I took the knife out my back Who stabbed ya? Republicans and Democrats Criminals with the badge I see my face on the TV Not a human, I'm Black Took everything I am Fuck 'em all, I got cash But here's a twist to the story My Aaliyah just crashed I was so busy fighting against the power Mona Lisa got cracked The Y chromosome is ass Killing everything in path Niggas think they get a pass 'Cause they read a book And they wrote a status "Good job" I was fighting the power until I became The power that someone was fighting against I hold the weight now Throwing it out, no it aint sound I hold the weight now Throwing it out, no it aint sound Baby boys, why you gotta (why you gotta) be so insecure? Insecure, insecure, insecure Baby girls (baby, baby, baby girls) Sorry that you (sorry that you) gotta be paranoid Paranoid, paranoid Ain't boxing bag, ain't the rag used for floors Ain't the bitch and the store You can't pull from me Ain't gon' wait around for an epiphany The bitter sweet of caring for the kerosene Blowing up, embarrassing Don't ask me for shit, if you ain't doing shit for me Set your pupils to the third degree I need blessings in my hand An offering Bandstand saying sorry Ain't enough jewels for me Why the home lookin' bleak
Writer(s): Benjamin Noah Karbank, Christian Robinson, Nathan France, Semira Garrett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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