Omnia Sunt Communia

When I start to rap in the back of my room

My tongue and my brain spit fire

We don't play no trap, we don't play no roots

But their good vibes inspire us

Forget your blues and your daily grind

Forget the stress when your baby cries

People think I'm a crazy guy

But I feel like a king with a heavy crown

In a crowded room or a desert hall

Always fuel in the reservoir

And there's a hole in my heart

But no glue will ever make it whole

Coz' the days are short

And the basses blast

Pace is slow but the Mc is fast

Look at me, your daddy's back

We're not satisfied till the place is packed

You think we playin'?

You better listen now

Cuz' we won't stop till we get enough

You think we playin'?

You better listen now

Cuz' we won't stop till we get enough

My life is fine, but I've always tried you know

To seek and fight for peace

But when a cop kills, the case is closed

What can you do but take the piss

They're not playing Lasertag

No one's poppin' a paper bag

That's some real gunshots

We hope the peaceful days come back

For all these kids who had some big dreams

Before they got tricked by the rich men

They are left with dealing on the evening

To put meals in the kitchen

Sellin hash and OG Kusher

Hiding money under the cushion

They don't really have a choice so fuck the repercussions

You think they playin'?

You better listen now

Cuz' they won't stop till they get enough

You think they playin'?

You better listen now

Cuz' they won't stop till they get enough