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kid mos – skreets on fire lyrics

(verse 1)
and i am the soul that heaven and h+ll refused/
the spirit of snowy white singing his blues/
on my own again walking down the avenue/
pressing on the sole of old pairs of shoes/
streets on fire/
got lil nuns and friars/
singing in the choir/
the people are tired/
of all the politician liars/
flashing in their formal attire/
racism is a suit and a tie, badge and gun
the founding of ice and black men hung/
and acts of violence/
a moment of silence/
…/
…/
bring it back/
asian families being harassed and attacked/
disease got us looking for scapegoats/
doing anything to keep the d+mn boat afloat/
broken justice system/
putting innocents into prison/
judges handing out death penalties like candy/
seems the government good friends with death like mandy/
iphone murder footage on some man bites dog sh+t/
i see the pd been rollin in the hog sh+t/
passing by the stench with precaution/
rubber bullets and tear gas when they was marchin/
and then just let em white folks barge in/
isn’t that ironic/
the destruction of the capitol/
looks like a mess left by animals/
eat away their own country, call them cannibals/
more mad than hannibal/
the past year had us take too many hard choices/
the election year left us to pick our poison/
airstrikes don’t make us strong/
what’s next to come along/
mr. president?/
i am a resident/
of a present tense/
country running out of any sense/
i am not heaven sent/
but that never meant/
that i cannot speak/
on that what i can see/
cuz my pupils dilate/
as i see the rulers violate/
the country they have sworn to lead/
so what’s a rep if they ain’t down for you and me?/
what’s a pres if they ain’t what they set out to be?/
what’s a law if the law can break it unfairly/
see i can give you the answers if you dared me/
cuz i’m that motherf+cker that dare speak/
so here is my critique/
amerikkka, three ks/
no andre/
we outcasts, they outlaws/
and then we suffer from their flaws/
make us bow to their god/
but money didn’t die on a cross/
(hook x2)
streets on fire, ain’t no way to put it out/
tv full of lies, people full of doubt/
speak only the truth, and yell it out loud/
this is is what the people really need to hear about/

(verse 2)
and this is like combat poetry/
i’m fighting for justice vocally/
hopefully/
i see the change that i hope to see/
see my gun is my lips/
my shot is what i spit/
and my tank is my brain/
and my militia is the rap game/
the movement is music/
brought to you by humans/
shot martin like a martyr, just made them fight more/
i continue the battle that cesar died for/
i wish i could get delores on the chorus/
cuz we done with dolores, nun done for us/
call our homelands savage/
while they go and ravage/
middle eastern countries/
see the best way to speak about this is bluntly/
i ain’t no activist or no conscious rapper/
just an advocate for change in the next chapters/
i’m the wicked witness/
of the vivid sickness
of the big planet where we live in/
the destruction of the planet we were given/
war for more dinosaurs/
to pour into the cars/
and of course/
it’s all taken by force/
living in an age where xenophobia reigns/
it seems like they must’ve forgotten from where they came/
seems like everybody seeking supremacy/
instead of seeking the remedy/
ignoring the history, just let it repeat itself/
got many victories after living through h+ll/
been living in 50 states with a god complex/
the rich get richer, the poor stay in the projects/
pimping neighborhoods to monitor the conditions/
gentrification in this nation turns the hoods to profit/
the difference between street gangs and politicians/
is that the true pimps, drug dealers and k!llers are in office/
i ain’t saying nothing new to you/
i’m speaking what should be true to you/
cuz ignorance is bliss/
in this age of missing consciousness/
got no fear/
i ain’t one to adhere/
motherf+ck loyalty/
if you ain’t been loyal to me/
(bridge x2)
a+co pd, no they ain’t bout sh+t/
denver pd, no they ain’t bout sh+t/
c+o de, no they ain’t bout sh+t/
ridin round in the streets giving out full clips/

(hook x2)
streets on fire, ain’t no way to put it out/
tv full of lies, people full of doubt/
speak only the truth, and yell it out loud/
this is is what the people really need to hear about/

- kid mos lyrics

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