This World Lyrics

What is this world coming to?

I leave rappers more afraid than two racists
Surrounded by 22 Ving Rhames' each with .22's and two big razors
Trapped inside of two big cages
With a moat around the outside with sharks that shoot lasers
I feel a war coming, so pass the war drum
And bang on that bitch till you feel your fucking core buzzing
Whether it's your cousin, your brother or your husband
If they're not screaming "Fuck the police", then you're suffering
Every fake cop who midnights on his KKK watch
Trust that I pray that they drop
I'm more of a lover than a fighter
But if it's fire that they want then I'm happy to spare a lighter
Confederate Flag wavers in Carolina
I'd be happy to send you to your intelligent designer
I don't care if it's Darren Wilson or Paris Hilton
I'm tearing through all of 'em, not even sparing children

What is this world coming to?

This fucking interview is over...pshh
You got somethin' to ask me?
I'll be watchin' Wrestle Mania with Brendan Dassey at the
Avery Salvage Yard: you wanna rumble? Get your parents
And tell 'em they better beware of something worse than Jared I'll rip the hair off Donald Trump's scalp, for runnin' his fat mouth
Truthfully? I'd rather elect Alf
I go deeper than scuba divers, to bring truth to you guys
It's more than just Isis and Uber drivers
Devices to give us divorces and force us to believe in forces: Crying over Han Solo corpses
The rebirth: your means of egress is slim, slimmer than your neck
Choke you out with an "I Can't Breathe" t-shirt for Freddie Gray
Say all lives matter, say it
Just once and all bodies and all minds splatter, I'll push over a push over
You're hopeless, nothin'll help, stand up for yourself?
And stand up for yourself