Don’t Let the Smooth Taste Fool You lyrics

[Intro]
A brown person spit in your hamburger and eat it right in front of you and call you a nig-

[Verse 1]
Whole lotta gang sh*t, bang, bang, bang, b*tch
Strapped up, n*gga, we slidin'
Me and Knives on the run, twelve on our tail
Libs mad 'cause we shot Joe Biden
Turnin' on the news, everybody cryin'
We ain't scared, we ain't hidin'
We ain't goin' peaceful, we ridin'
I-95-in', Knives ain't got a license so I'm drivin'
Cops behind us, we don't hear sirens
Ducked off, vibin', I'm not dyin' in silence
Plus, I got a 8 ball up under my privates

[Verse 2]
Nation of Islam is feds
Malcolm X found out and that's why he's dead
Told my shrink he's gotta changе my med
Go to D.C. and chop heads
Killed all thе buffalo and burned the teepees
Resurrect Nat Turner with a bong and a Ouija
Kids with the squeegees givin' 'em pistols
So they can rob crackers instead of cleanin' your windows
That would be awesome, her salad I'm tossin'
One day you're here, the next you Butch Dawson
n*ggas said no more sorries [?] apologisin' [?] f*ckin' right
Feds got cameras, we got hammers
How you gettin' block money? You from Indiana
You ain't no tough guy, you scammer
Mario Kart, use yo' bananas
Turn the whole car to a Maxi Pad
Have his whole brain leakin' on the Plexiglas
Bunch a fake guns at your video shoot
They don't wanna rap, they just wanna look cute
They just wanna sing like [?]
They just wanna sell out like Snoop
I'm hoppin' out the plane with grenades, no shoots
[Verse 1]
Whole lotta gang sh*t, bang, bang, bang, b*tch
Strapped up, n*gga, we slidin'
Me and Knives on the run, twelve on our tail
Libs mad 'cause we shot Joe Biden
Turnin' on the news, everybody cryin'
We ain't scared, we ain't hidin'
We ain't goin' peaceful, we ridin'
I-95-in', Knives ain't got a license so I'm drivin'
Cops behind us, we don't hear sirens
Ducked off, vibin', I'm not dyin' in silence
Plus, I got a 8 ball up under my...

[Verse 3]
Nobody knows sh*t, everybody just guessin'
Die with the lie, don't start confessin'
I start wars over chord progressions
n*ggas ain't stunners, they just motherf*ckin' runners
Sleep whole winters, wake up and eat summers
Blind can feel me, b*tch, I been Braille
Conspiracy theories, I rap chemtrails
We got bombs in the mail
Amrack trains get derailed
Raised by Biggie, good blow and black tail
They put perfection on a cross with a nail
[Verse 4]
I'm Jesus, no cross, off a couple of rails
Made my coke dealer rich off a couple of sales
Exposed the red tiles and chop off the scales
They worship pedophiles like Socrates
I'm n*gga Robin Hood, come rob with me
But make sure they can't afford they doctors' fees
'Cause democracy is sodomy
Look, even with your hands on the wheel, pigs shoot to kill
That's why we throw parties where cops get killed
And I don't really miss my pops for real