The Silk Road (feat. Tee Grizzley)

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Lyrics

I guess I gotta draw another line in the sand
 Cause there's blood on American hands
 And now you're telling me it's just God's plan?
 Well fuck that, fuck shit, and fuck God's plan
 Ashes to ashes to ashes to ashes
 I could burn it down with a couple of burnt matches
 Madness, I keep on writing from underneath the madness
 And the blade just in case I gotta stab shit
 I feel the whole world scream like "What the fuck?"
 (Tearing up, I'm tearing up)
 So I go out alone on the dance floor
 I tear shit up
 (Tear it up)
 Favourite number seven seven seven where I'm repping
 Police tryna lock a nigga up and block my places
 Wonder wish they'd make it to the madness
 I've been fighting all my life I feel like cashless
 Claim (Ali)
 If I had a fire-breathing dragon (What would you do)
 I would ever burn this whole shit to ashes (For what)
 Public schools ain't worth shit the media distract us
 If they're done protecting them they won't refer protractors (That's a fact)
 But it's happening
 In the academy police teach officers to shoot shoot if you African
 Tell you the truth, they pull me over I ain't having it
 I'm packing it
 They already looking us like savages
 No, I'm not going to look the other way
 Let me tell you 'bout this shit I've seen the other day
 Woulda keep my mouth closed but this is not okay
 Baby girl slain and the killer got away
 Yeah, face it
 There's no love for the cops
 Sick of all the innocent kids that get shot
 Thinking of the innocent people behind bars
 Systemic division designed to break hearts
 And why not
 It all come from the top
 The modern day slavery business is hot
 You're basically racist if you say it's not
 I'll say it like it is and no we'll not stop
 These old dudes
 They can't keep an erection
 Fourth rate women to listen without question
 Seeing incest as just natural selection
 You wanted tax cuts so you gave them the election
 They still send guns overseas
 They still let veterans freeze
 They have a Mar-a-lago underneath the palm trees
 Middle fingers up to you zombies
 I feel the whole world scream like "What the fuck?"
 (Tearing up, I'm tearing up)
 So I go out alone on the dance floor
 I tear shit up
 (Tear it up)
 And when I look down at my hands
 They are covered in blood
 (Covered in blood, covered in blood)
 I feel the whole world scream like "What the fuck?"
 (Tearing up, I'm tearing up)
 (Seen those, (?) seen those)
 I'm losing my mind (?)
 (Window, window, window)
 (Seen those (?))
 (One soul is a soul that can go on (?))
 (Window)
 

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Duration
03:52
Key
2
Tempo
100 BPM

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