Hostage Situation

Y'all think I'm acting different? Oh you don't say

Of course I'm agitated, can you imagine taking

time to write a dissertation rap to save them?

Half of 'em took it the wrong way, if that's the case then

Glad I smashed 'em with their own music, bashed their face in

I won't argue with idiots, I'm past debating

Besides, if you don't agree with what I said in those rhymes

You can't be reasoned with, to you the songs were treasonous

So I won't bother arguing, it's just a waste of breath

Instead, I'll just up the ante like I raised the debt

To the new listeners, the synopsis - in part one

I curb stomped the guilty, part two they were laid to rest

And yet, there's dudes who defend 'em, I expected it

They heard the first few lines and then ignored the rest of it

They rage quit, couldn't wait to hit thumbs down

I disabled comments, don't need to hear from dumb clowns

The opinions of ants aren't relevant to an elephant

Be mad at the facts, not at the one who's telling it

Y'all act like I made those two raps for the hell of it

As if that vicious attack was something I reveled in

This is a fact, most of y'all, especially the ones

that sit in the back, can't think objectively

Any criticism and you respond aggressively

Meanwhile the culture's being damaged irreparably

Screw it, some of y'all are so stupid, that

You'll refuse the truth even when it's a proven fact

And that's the reason why I even started doing raps

It was obvious, that only by me pursuing that

Would y'all listen, plus I outclassed and ruined rap

Bruised your ego blue and black, yep get mad about it

Ya'll gon listen to me if I gotta ram it down your throat

'till you gag and vomit, is that savage sounding?

Good, cause I don't respect you, you lost that

I'ma cram this knowledge into your pea brains

until you eventually understand it or your skull cracks

I'm crucifying thugs by their ball sacks

Until you comprehend it, I'll keep beating you over the head with it

looking worse than Glenn with his, eye bulging out

after Negan hit him with his ball bat

This a battle of wits, so your attacks will fall flat

I hope y'all are happy, look what you created

The Rap Vigilante's born, so I'm afraid it

means, we're at odds now, and the stakes just escalated

I'ma clean this culture up if I gotta decimate it

Y'all chose this, I explained it reasonably

using logic, and though forty percent agreed with me

The other sixty, mumble to whoever you pray to

And get verbally bludgeoned, I won't stop ‘till I break you

Gave you the dots, explained how to connect 'em

Too biased to see facts, let alone accept 'em

Punishing thugs and those who aids and abets 'em

They been acting up decades, cause everyone lets 'em

It's over, I'm calling everyone out, targets acquired

Carve an entire culture to pieces, discard 'em in fire

My weapon is language, quickly load the words in

This the new me, you'll be begging for the older version

I'm remorseless now, and I will force respect

on our culture by looking internally towards this threat

You clowns can't escape this accosting that you facing

This is now officially a hostage situation

Y'all think I'm saying that, just cause it sounds cool?

Use clowns' tools against 'em, rap to trounce fools

This'll keep being a problem, 'till someone answers it

I'll keep the race hostage 'till my demands are met

Pull up your pants, drop the N word, pick up a book

Do you wanna look and sound like a typical crook?

Then you complain that people always see you as inferior

Wake up, imagine how you look to someone not familiar

with the culture, I already went over this using logic

Y'all refused to listen, buried your heads like an ostrich

Which is a myth, I'ma unleash this barrage of,

endless insults against your group, hurtful things you know are true

I know it too, I used to be in the same shoes

That's what I spent two songs trying to explain to you

I used to get offended, blamed 'em for their opinions

They're not purposely judging you, their thoughts are genuine

Now try this thought experiment, just to know

What are some things you think of when I mention Eskimos?

Some might say ice fishing, others, igloos

Imagine if that made a hundred of 'em wanna hit you

They'll claim that you hate 'em, and that you're stereotyping

You'd say, that's just what I know, why get angry like this?

You're right, you grew up in a different town, didn't see them

You don't choose what you know, things just sort of seep in

They'll blame you, form groups, say you're biased

Plus, what if the very ones blaming you were violent?

This will sound crazy, but just suppose if

the crime rate was high where groups of Eskimos live

You'll say there's socioeconomic reasons for that

You can't blame them, you might be racist perhaps

Ok then, let's put your money where your mouth is

Move back from the suburbs, to where their house is

Why'd you move away, why not raise your kids here?

You're always defending the actions of those who live here

You defend 'em, so go live next to 'em while you do it

Otherwise shut your mouth, your credibility is ruined

Everyone shut up, I'm done with all the excuses

Y'all should be just as outraged, what are you stupid?

Why are you ok with this, you're not a criminal are you?

Ok, then you're not the target, so why do you argue?

Perceptions are formed. When we're born it's a clear map

What do small towns think of us when they hear rap?

You think little Susie was taught to think less of you?

She didn't have to be, we taught her that, well, the rest of you

I'll fight this war alone, if you wanna help, prove it

Do this, share my raps, give hints to the clueless

Next time I'll include the, kitchen sink and the faucet

Here's the scary part, my gloves haven't come off yet