jeremiah watts - donald trump era lyrics
intro:
yo, ayo man, yo we boutta loot this m+th+f+cka
yo they got errything, they got jordans, they got tvs
like dawg, you ain’t heard?
trump won
we boutta burn this m+th+f+ckin country to the m+th+f+ckin ground
i got the mac, we boutta tear they ass up
n+gga, come on, get your shoes on, come on
verse 1:
the world is going crazy
homies protect your babies
my granny making plans, to flee the country
2017, watching the tv screen
watching police flood the streets
my homies callin me, saying “yo let’s go run the streets”
we had the heat, we was malcolm x to your belief
f+ck peace, looting the nearest hooters
shooters, boosters
(yo run the m+th+f+cking cash right now godd+mn it, you know what time it is)
when your city’s at war
you better go the gun store
to protect your household
my homeboy riding shotgun with a shotgun aimed at you
hopping out with calendars, cuz your day is coming soon
my n+ggas living naughty lives
the reaper coming, and i’m cottenmouth
vomit coming out the mouth, from smoking weed
trump era babies, going crazy
talking:
yo j+dot, we boutta turn the f+ck up
we got shrooms, edibles, weed, women
take your pick n+gga
real sh+t
any cracker that wanna f+ck with us
we hop out the car, and go doot doot doot doot
yo pour one up my n+gga
pour one up for me
imma get you high today n+gga
verse 2:
speakers thumping, brothers jumping other brothers
bumping pac, 4 pumps, what the f+ck is up?
you f+cking punk
your time is up, we don’t believe in luck
if you wanna buck, you better jump
you ever seen a fiend cook crack on a spoon?
have you ever seen a n+gga make it past high school?
trump era babies, coming to a hood near you
hopping out with calendars, cuz your day is coming soon
money, p+ssy, greed, what’s my next crave?
whatever it is, know it’s my next grave
it’s a trip how crips be tripping over colors
even though we all got the same blood running through us
talking:
how many of you been taking notes?
donald trump era
it’s survival to the fullest
we behind enemy lines dawg
verse 3:
the world is going crazy
homies protect your babies
fiends run the streets, as if this the 80s
you ain’t fazing me, some n+ggas envy me
is it out of curiosity?, or jealousy?
some brothers live by the gun
and they die by the gun
and if you got the guts
scream “f+ck donald trump”
(f+ck donald trump)
talking:
this is your generation
this is your generation
you see that burning building over there?
that represents us…
the anger
the pain
the belligerent kids of the donald trump era
this is your generation
who will tell your story?
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