Queso

I' ma brown prophet ask god if

the shit that i rant about can guard you from black coffins

black plague back pain I'm back but i ain't black so

i ain't boutta talk no black problems

it's just a 16 years old kid questioning

why you can have sex with a couple euros its sickening

how the six six six can stick up in your mental

but the manners momma taught vanished along with the oral rinse

fuck math i'm tryinna pass the drug test

the fuck is a rough draft I move bars a roughneck

the ku klaux clan any r rappers im comming

like who got class cause were skipping t an running

well youre doing it wrong

you lack konwledge the bong ain't gonna make you blow up

and hydroponics aitn gonna help you get hydraulics or move up

the higherkey the key's in the fluid you brew cuz

 

you stupid

plus you act a fool

so how you plan on comming up you bastardous

how dare you laugh at us you lakking cuh how you plan on climbing up

bitch step it up or step the fuck

out

you gonna radar if plan to raid us we not on the map but we bout

to enter this internet era with an elevated innovated air

homie i don't breathe ox i breathe letters em bedded in my nostrils

make these bitches hostile like a hostage in a hotel or a castle

i'm past you put it on god spitting a blasphemies like a pastor

 

put it up lets go

talk about your fist be a punk time to heckle

fuck the government fuck a blade fuck a peso

i don't this shit for the queso or payroll

ima do it for my people

put it up put it up lets go

put your motherfucked fists up lets go letgo

lets go killa

so im sitting here waiting

cause ima boutta be fed up

im more elevated than any l spliff joint pipe needle injection can get ya

the question is are you willing to confees yourself to insest

you fcukking brothers up and some of them witcha

what kind of wich are you which dog

wake up wake up

these luxurious items ain't gonna get you nun its corrupt

its all part of the bluff and you falling straight

the devil starting at us you pushing god away

the world is fuck up but who am i to say

shit i ain't a bishop

im just spitting straight truth get it thought im no preacher

I'm not bitch I'm no pleaser i just spit what i feel when i feel

maybe catch a feel and give the the world a better sound that might appeal

 

put it up lets go

talk about your fist be a punk time to heckle

fuck the government fuck a blade fuck a peso

i don't this shit for the queso or payroll

I do it for my people

put it up put it up lets go

put your motherfucking fists up lets go let go

i do it for my people

fuck the payroll fuck a queso