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[Intro:]
Oh shit
Is it that time again, man?
I'm tired of doing this

[Verse:]
Yeah, this is just a freestyle so take it with one note
I'm done quick aiming at these little rappers with no scope
I sense, I hear, I pause, I clear
I run, I fear, then shift the gear
Why you playing with these songs when you know you're doing it wrong
Telling these kids that depression is good so they won't get strong
While you're making money off of these Twitter accounts
Until somebody tags a rape charge on you so you unleash the hounds
Can't say that I can't hear, can't say that I can't see
There's blood in the atmosphere, some girl getting raped in a taxi
And everybody's losing their shit to get their spot in a newspaper
While our government's taking it like "yeah, it has been"
It takes a lot of balls to write something like this in one go
Two beatings in a public place, now let's hear the drum roll
Is this a stunt? No, what I'm saying is
I can no longer play along and act like I don't know
Cause this society's ripped and everybody is blind
They point finger at their neighbours but don't mind the sign
Of their own sons who they consider at the most high
Shit, give me chance and I'll blow their heads off with closed nines
No it's not a threat, just something off of my chest
I've been patiently watching everyone getting bullied and pressed
Patiently watching my friends take life with these drugs overdose
Patiently watching myself taking comatose! Shit!
Now, I don't wanna act like all safe and calm
Blowing these boys up and sound an alarm
So now let's hear what's wrong in the other hand
Who act like bunch of hypocrite, shit, strip this bomb
See they call us millennials, 13 year old girls driving mil' in heels
Bunch of mumble rappers, now nobody wants to hear us
The game's changed the course, now everybody wants to steer it
So everyone takes a shot and end up on YouTube
Couple of grands, they found their niche in blues clues
Students committing suicide and government wanna debate on religion
Nah I don't have any idea how to join this syndicate
This might be the first and last song that you'll hear this year
Where a rapper will not be talking bout the clothes he wear
Or the shades or the cars or the diamond on his neck
But just a thought, yeah the album is all set
So let's begin

[Outro:]
Haha
C'mon man, cut this shit