THE EAST

[Verse]
It’s me and fucking Tone rap
Give the microphone back
Bitch I’m boutta go snap
Snap me imma ghost that
Tone and BLK, it’s that black and white mix, grey matter
Bitch I splash up on the scene like a motherfucking paint splatter
I need cash up on a beam, imma raise status
When I crack into your screen, better save data
Laughing on the scene with a can of kerosene
Burning down the white house, that's the American dream
This that revolutionary shit, these capitalists cherry pick
I bash into your delegates while passionately elegant
These pseudo intelligent celibates up on the internet
Tryna sell me they ideas, but I ain’t buying it
Trying to be tying up all these bullshitting hypocritical politicians, they got us by the neck
Fuck em, they ain’t getting no respect
Set fire to they jet and leave em crying while they rest
While I’m lying up in bed
I ain’t no scientist, but I’m applying this theory
So hear ye, hear ye, don’t let Bezos come near me
My case is a rare breed, my statements are pairing
With tapings I’m sharing, these rapists are layering
I won’t trade places for a care free lifestyle if I’m racist while I’m wearing these white crowns
We gotta fight now, tell me how oil got more important than some human fucking life now
Why stand for a flag that don’t stand for the people
Bitch I kneel for my freedom but they telling me it’s evil
Every president deceitful, they all puppets for the corporations
They just Muppets for our entertainment
Torture chambers constructed to corrupt the nation
It’s amazing they be just like Russ McKamey
The trump administration be touching ladies more than a gynecologist
Sell your life for the army if you can’t buy into colleges
We need to acknowledge this
Why does the military come to schools to prey on young, dumb kids?
That’s some cult-like shit
Lose your legs and identity or be an entity of the country’s broken economic system
Any cop stroll up to me, they better wish they kissed em
Cause now they family gonna have to miss em, bitch