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conscious – real politik lyrics

[intro]
andele vamanos
i’m from the bay like guantanamo
i get head like geronimo

[verse 1]
f-ck is you sayin?
why the f-ck is you playin?
there’s blood in the sand
there’s oil in the ground
where bodies get found
give another one a crown, and they’re one in the same
probably check me, looking like a tsarnaev
poppa was a hippie i’m a hard head
momma wanted peace but i’m a jar head
where i got my start at
i grew up as a target
you ain’t gotta ask where my scars at
seen combat like ‘nam vet
f-ck these bars, where’s your heart at?
for the stripes watch a star get his carjacked
nah, you don’t want a part of that
shots to the head like a kennedy
shots to my enemies
plotting against me
i’m out here like a refugee
yeah we really get it lit like a effigy
politrickin, never do what they say they do
domestic terrorist, now they all afraid of you
slappers h-lla hyphy with the trunk rattling
mobbing, getting crunk like a trump rally
[chorus]
i’m a young savage
yeah i’m a young savage
mobbing getting crunk like a trump rally
mobbing getting crunk like a trump rally

[verse 2]
betta let it p-ss like a health inspector
watch me go off like a metal detector
from the lead of the western
f-ck a cop out you’ll drop out if you can’t handle the pressure
ain’t a god d-mn thing that’s free in this country
my chick, she shouldn’t even be in this country
f-ck fleeing the country
when sh-t getting ugly
i’m buying an ar-15 for you dummies
i really american dream for this money
the fed, the only presidents i want are dead
from a blue state but my friends wore red
swore we was mexican, the way we hopped the fence
in mob we trust was the policy
now i’m in the building with the bomb with me
straight up, that gas like saddam with me
this for anyone who got a problem with me
either the gun or a pencil
but my tongue is a pistol
she hugging this missile
it ain’t nothing against you
but i’m running i’m bout to become presidential
this money don’t trickle you check my credentials
i’m the son of a hindu
ain’t thug but his kin do
hold government issues like public officials

[chorus]
and i’m a young savage
mobbing getting crunk like a trump rally
mobbing getting crunk like a trump rally

i’m a young savage
yeah i’m a young savage
mobbing getting crunk like a trump rally
mobbing getting crunk like a trump rally

[verse 3: 33bey]

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