Black Hoodies

They call me criminal

Hah, that's pitiful, I'm straight up oppositional

I'm an original, questioning the rules of the biblical

And my story is non fictional, meddling somewhat pivotal

And yet I'm a rebel

While I'm threatened yet I'm menacing reddening the faces, of society

Editing the laws

Maybe i'm just bringing back the pirates, see my threatening jaws

While I bite and I snap, killing anyone anywhere

That's attempting to fight back, and did I mention that I had

A knife between my throat, and not just any it's a machete

Misunderstood for my tongue when my words start to get heavy

Killing any motherfucker, I slaughter like that

Motherfucker, I'll leave you a frauder at that

Mowing down lies with every stroke of my pad, one day an MC

And the next you're a fad

And a mad dawn of rage has just hit me, a new light

Black hoodie on, shot caller of the night

I run this town, and I run these fights

And I run these streets, and I run these vibes

And I will rewrite a city of elites if I have to, GAME

But I don't run if any motherfucker dares to call my NAME

I'm an invisible sense, a black glowing flame

Ready to attack with irresistible pain