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607 - goin 2 the riot lyrics

fake n+ggas look like firewood when the world burnin
(resurrected!)
he said he can’t breathe
you said you can’t look
we gone crucify the cowards
ain’t no love for the shook
(resurrected)
if his answer is do nothin; he like the way it is
they call me the goat, i’m a shooter for the kids

6 you quiet, is you goin to the riot?
y’all don’t want me at the riot (x2)
you ready to loot, i’m ready to shoot
i don’t steal from my enemies, but i’m not hatin on you
what you do is part 1, what i do is part 2
what you do rally the news, what i do rally the troops
we just playin different roles, but we got the same goals
when they out bussin yo head; i’m at they family door

they said i’m quiet, why you don’t go to the riot?
i was at every protest 10 years straight no lie
2015 was the last one, march first then speak
sisters of the dead brudda started twerkin in front of police
that’s when i knew i outgrowed it, i left and they never noticed
used to be media spokesman, graduated to a soldier
y’all get the footage and info, sent to the warrior class
we gone load up them extendooos, promise you i’m on they ass
i don’t get mad i don’t shop wit the opps
when they turn me up can’t get this choppa to stop
i’m in love wit the block i’m not watchin the clock
and i’m not tryna fight gimme somethin to pop
b+tch! gotta respect the god
and if this stick don’t keep me lit then i’m gone bomb the odds
congratulate me boy!

don’t you look at me
cuz what a simple man expect is something i’ll never be
handle my paper like the mortician prepare the dead
all i can i manifest is evil sh+t that’s in my head

i ask god why success is always far away
do he enjoy the lack of happiness that’s in my face?
why you create the type of people that enjoy my l’s
if i thought you cared about me i would hurt myself
but i quit cryin cuuuz
it’s a new day in the field, i know they hate when see us
living as long as we want, and never wantin as long as we live
say your prayers b+tch respect the the gods
and if this stick don’t get me lit then i’m gone bomb the odds
congratulate me boy

- 607 lyrics

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