| I’m supposed to like
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| Talking shit supposed to fight
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| I’m the poster boy for white
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| You just making noise you like
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| Mumble on the beat
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| You might as well just annoy the mic
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| You want to go to war with me
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| Better get your soldiers right
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| All these gold chains
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| Like a cocaine dealer
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| Spit propane
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| All the shit you sayin' I ain’t feelin'
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| Hide my money in the ceiling
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| I’ve been making a killing
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| Ain’t a guest in this rap shit
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| Bitch I own the building
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| I ran through the shit
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| Earned my stripes
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| I will not apologize for being white
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| You can miss me with that race shit
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| Racists
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| Ain’t no color when the bass hits
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| Face it
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| Fuck around and get a face lift
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| I ain’t hear what you saying
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| All them games that you playing
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| Leave you laying right there where you stand
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| Yeah
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| I ain’t never kneeling unless its God and Jesus
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| You don’t love it you should leave this land
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| I ain’t hear what you saying
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| All them games that you playing
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| Leave you laying right there where you stand
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| Yeah
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| I ain’t never kneeling unless its God and Jesus
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| You don’t love it you should leave this land
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| I’m supposed to like
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| Talking shit supposed to fight
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| You ain’t close to right
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| You know you just a troll you like
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| Wear a mask, burn a flag, fuck police
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| But I don’t see nobody burn that flag in front of me
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| I’m so proud and I ain’t backing down
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| Bet this gun on my lap already racked with a round
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| And you can get whacked you just acting out loud
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| You think black people proud about what’s happening now
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| Shit
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| I doubt it, liberals yell the loudest
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| Bunch of white people in the crowd like they bout it
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| Hold tight to your BLM sign
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| I don’t see you in the hood when these little kids die
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| I ain’t hear what you saying
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| All them games that you playing
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| Leave you laying right there where you stand
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| Yeah
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| I ain’t never kneeling unless its God and Jesus
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| You don’t love it you should leave this land
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| I ain’t hear what you saying
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| All them games that you playing
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| Leave you laying right there where you stand
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| Yeah
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| I ain’t never kneeling unless its God and Jesus
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| You don’t love it you should leave this land |