Fuck em’
[Verse 1]
Ain’t no anticipate, the fate of the hate
Don’t need to see no debates, I can sense the distaste
No third eye, yet, am I late?
Should I blame the Happy Meals I ate?
Why starve at Subway when we’re gonna die, anyway?
Why be scared to stray when people die every day?
How the schools hide from the news?
And act like their walls don’t have any screws loose
They don’t care about your views
People acting like the whole world covered in dew
Y’all can say, “I’m in a mood”, might call me fucking rude
But, don’t say I don’t have a clue
Call me Hardy Boyz, can’t touch my altitude
[Pre-Chorus]
I wonder why, “Russia hasn’t tied ties?
Why recycle is a lie?”
Dog kicked too much, shy
It don’t end like pie
Kids don’t wanna say, “Hi”, stuck in a line
Don’t be a mime, blow up like a mine
[Chorus]
They can’t touch the shine ‘cause it comes from the mind
They can’t touch the shine ‘cause it comes from the mind
And they can’t stop the grind, so.... fuck ‘em
Ugh, just fuck ‘em
[Verse 2]
Don’t waste my time, ya couldn’t see shit in my Ray-Bans
I’m a dork, hate pork like vegans
Hate toupee-wearing-bitch niggas with spray tans
I’m genuine, I make hand shakes, I don’t shake hands
I don’t sit up straight ‘cause I’m always writin’
Sometimes, I don’t give a fuck about rhymin’
Just tryna get my niggas enlightened, shinin’
So, if you stay bland, you’re gonna get blinded
Might start a crisis if I hear one more thing about ISIS
You letting them break the human race apart, but fuck it
We can’t fight it, I guess, it’s predestined
And even if the Bible’s true, what is fucking Earth?
Lemme guess, a life lesson?
I guess, God wants kids in depression
Kids getting shoved into Smith & Wessons
Japanese still killing dolphins every millisecond
And now, Trump bitch-ass got the ultimate weapon, you can’t duck it
It’s your face, don’t overlook it
And when the time comes to break into your local profiling, 7/11 savage, then, book it
Supreme gave you that brick for a reason
Crowbars, lockjaws, it’s that season
Anarchy, fuck the police, who they seizing
47, rest in peace, STEEZ-US
Shout-out, PE and CT
06112, if you don’t believe me, nigga
[Pre-Chorus]
I wonder why, “Russia hasn’t tied ties?
Why recycle is a lie?”
Dog kicked too much, shy
It don’t end like pie
Kids don’t wanna say, “Hi”, stuck in a line
Don’t be a mime, blow up like a mine
[Chorus]
They can’t touch our shine ‘cause it comes from the mind
They can’t touch our shine ‘cause it comes from the mind
And they can’t stop the grind, so.... fuck ‘em
[Outro]
Ugh…
Just that simple
Just fuck ‘em, ugh