kxng crooked - revolutionary funk lyrics
[verse 1: kxng crooked]
bruh
sp-ce gun tucked by my hip bone
how you think i lasted this long?
i removed a track that they planted in back of my neck
so my chip’s gone
they can’t find me in the k!ll zone
tell the haters imma go hard
when the snake’s in the gr-ss then imma mow yards
dig my cleats in the gr-ss then imma get more yards
dealing black jack to hookers, i’m pulling hoe cards
(i can dig it!)
let my people go, i’m on a chosen path
turn my stick to a cobra, like it was moses’ staff
then i organize the lower cl-ss, the upper cl-ss didn’t know the half
too busy worshipping the golden calf
praying to the ancient pagan ronald reagan
just like you trumpians who used to wonder could donald save them
nothing can save you ’cause we coming in bunches
we our own government, a thug in republic
(now that’s funky, baby!)
and f-ck a sucker if he ain’t rock it
there’s only two ways to reverse the brain washing
either unlearn everything that you read
or get a bullet in your head
everybody get the same option
revolutionary funk, though
they taking up a census at my front door
he want a head count, let him count these head shots
looking like the chicken pox, face full of red dots
(nah n-gg-s, we ain’t gon’ mess around
we deeper than your d-ck in it)
[p funk pavarotti]
travellin’ at speeds unknown
the funk is invincible
the funk is revolutionary
and the revolution will not be live streamed
[verse 2: kxng crooked]
we mastered the art of sp-ce travel
galloping on a different horse with the same saddle
you say “sp-ce travel, that’ll change your brain’s channel
we didn’t greet new species with peace, we ain’t animals”
(i can dig it!)
same mammals we was before we left earth
your character just ain’t important–it’s your net worth
(i can dig it!)
feeling left out, poor people stressing
smoking genetically-modified weed ’til they chest hurt
toxic poison in your tap water
drink a gl-ss, you can charge the government with manslaughter
still we dance harder, still we sing louder
’cause we won’t allow the machines to extract the dreams out us
’cause the dreams is our inspiration
when we feeling like it’s just us against the nation
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