If I Get My Hands on a Rich White Male

[Verse 1] How you gonna arm wrestle with the will of God? Bullets through the Tempur-Pedic Call that pillow talk Spill 'em like a margarita Leave 'em on the block Niggas thinkin' its a joke, No Phillip Todd I go aimin' with the locs hope I hit my target But I don't mind if the Family becomes a carcass Uppercut his baby mother Send her ass through orbit Put his pets and the kids On the black market Violence ain’t the answer? Fuck it, I'm kinda retarded Ever seen the rage of God? We the ragin' incarnate They say vengеance is a dish best servеd cold But the heat that I'm usin' has to reload Cereal for dinner had My stomach speakin' Morse code Niggas stain the dishes Then would move it by the boatload Niggas feel like atlas when they Carryin' the workload Ten toes This a act you shoulda forebode Cause [Chorus] The dead don’t give No fucks When you look em in the eyes Will you fear his love? If you stumbled in the mud Would you spill yo blood? Would you steal a nigga’s soul For the one above? If I took a cracka gold Would he fight or run? You could never break the mold No David Dunn Put the heater to his ghost Then we lift him up Put the heater to his ghost Then we lift him up Lift em up [Verse 2] Mind of an owl Strength of an ox Glock make a nigga do the Michael J. Fox Stop what you doin' Put ya phone in the box Want the cash, want the jewels Want the food, want the stocks Act like a fool and the rules gonna pop And the tools that we use Gon' be new to the cops PTSD of that Wu Tang torture To a Different degree When you fuck with the culture The irony of writin' bars About treatin' words with disregard And switchin' to bogard a nigga’s heart Adds weight to a force of a punch And this ain’t metal, ain’t punk Ain’t no goddamn grunge This is rap music with a “Fuck you” type grudge This is Ice Cube bashin' Up ya place with a bat This be Chuck D with the steel The color of black Ain’t no attack It’s destruction without the chance of impunity [Chorus] The dead don’t give No fucks When you look em in the eyes Will you fear his love? If you stumbled in the mud Would you spill yo blood? Would you steal a nigga’s soul For the one above? If I took a cracka gold Would he fight or run? You could never break the mold No David Dunn Put the heater to his ghost Then we lift him up Put the heater to his ghost Then we lift him up Lift em up The dead don’t give No fucks When you look em in the eyes Will you fear his love? If you stumbled in the mud Would you spill yo blood? Would you steal a nigga’s soul For the one above? If I took a cracka gold Would he fight or run? You could never break the mold No David Dunn Put the heater to his ghost Then we lift him up Put the heater to his ghost Then we lift him up Lift em up [Outro] You fuckin' dumbass bitch I'll smack the shit out you. You fuckin' stupid as shit gon' come up to me talkin' to me all... I gotta beat yo fuckin' ass nigga. Fuckin' dumbass nigga "I really want smoke", how the fuck is you staring at me? I'll beat the shit out you. You want smoke fuckin' smoke nigga? I got the heat right in my fuckin' pocket you bitch ass nigga, I'll smack the shit out this nigga. You see this nigga talking to him? I see that nigga talkin' to him. I'll smack- look at his stupid ass, dumb fuckin' idiot I'll smack the shit out this nigga, get the fuck out my face