th1rt3en - racist lyrics
[verse 1: pharoahe monch]
when i spit, i do not use lies
co+create, but you will undoubtedly cope these rhymes
while i get chatter becomin’ the greatest of all times
goat cheese, let it bleed
literally while i’m smokin’ a pack of the f+gs
i will actually walk in the club and smoke a pack of f+gs
signed the muslim ban, clap an african band
drag a queen, slap a paki, snap at the vatican
mass critical, mass critical
send the drone strike to a school, call it political
use obamacare to get my brain operated on
the fame the same bill, i maim the population until it’s gone
assh0l+ cynical as cynical
one nation under satan and the invisible
see, there’s no need to discuss or debate sh+t
i hate y’all n+ggas
[verse 2: pharoahe monch]
i hate the unethical lines in time and despise the avatars of timelines timetravelin’
who would specifically disrupt timelines just to remind myself
to walk into a delivery room
nine seconds before you were born, know
we want nine months time before that to find
your mother and your father sleepin’ together then blow your father’s mind
ninety+nine times to define fine line, i’m tryna tell you
if you could find anyone who slept on sick rhymes of mine post+2009
they will unequivocally be wearin’ the same [?] that year
surrounded by six sides of pine
they say i preach in my songs, but this is not me teachin’ through song
this is the movement “the day of the geechie is gone”
and there’s no need to discuss or debate sh+t
[verse 3: pharoahe monch]
the melody is palestinian and the snare is spic
the rhythm is dominican, i use a kike as a kick
couple cracks in the track in the same place i took a sh+t
spend on a white mic i separated in the mix
and in the end the concept was there before i made it
deceived it, stole it, claimed it, raped it
they begged me for royalties, but i laugh and leave ’em hangin’
like these stupid n+ggas for singin’ these ignorant choruses that they be makin’
if the bass is jamaican
i get specific with he hi+hats that are haitian, let the asians do the arithmetic
tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick
tick me off and i’ll attend your biblical conversation
the detonator was in my vest ’cause i’m invested in domination
and there’s no need to discuss or debate sh+t
i hate y’all n+ggas, racist
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