Buckra’s Nightmare

[Verse]
Bruise the law
Fear the god
With the brawn of cor goron
The core is gone
I urge you all
To rip the limbs apart
And give the spark
Bismillah
The moment that we cried and
We bled for
Peep what we enforce
Niggas think a month is enough
When we talkin reparations plus tenfold
Stuck in a cycle
Tyrants wanna maintain and
Every psuedo rebel just wanna be the rivals
Quake on arrival
Crackas riot over supermarket trips
I riot over life, and i’m a psycho
Puttin in work like
The taft hartley
Hardly
Gavе a fuck about anything regarding
European thought and
Bargains
Quick jargon
That would justify the killin of my
Spartans
Continually disrеgardin
Till i live to see the day that we get
The law rinsed, no martin
The choppa ray harryhausen
Make a nigga stop motion
Strong arming everything they ever stolen
Anything can happen in any minute
When bullets is spillin
You go from saint to a villain
And you ain’t gotta be the nigga that
Was doin the killin
But if ya president is him
Terrorism gotta be a compliment
Pussy this that black pain
And you best acknowledge it
Pussy this that black rage and
You finna swallow it
Prayers to my stars
Shootas in the dark
Wishin good health
No pork on the fork
Buckra’s nightmare
That’s the fuckin trademark
They gon take it to heart like they
Tony fuckin stark
Prayers to my stars
Shootas in the dark
Wishin good health
No pork on the fork
Buckra’s nightmare
That’s the fuckin trademark
They gon take it to heart like they
Tony fuckin stark