masochRist

[Verse 1: Karm The Tool] Got red, white and blue in my blunt Got red on my boots, I ain't throwing up blood Like how they put crack in the hood Put two in his chest now he throwing up blood Got a white nigga aggy as fuck “Yeah that boy a rapper he ain’t a punk” Nigga mad that I’m black and you suck NIGGA YOU TRY TO BREATHE WITH A KNEE IN YOUR LUNG NIGGA YOU TRY WATCHING YOUR MA SELL DRUGS JUST TO PAY FOR A TEACHER THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK YOU TRY FALLING ASLEEP WHEN THEY POPPING OUTSIDE OF YOUR CRIB WHEN YOU AIN'T GOT A GUN YOU TRY HOLDING A PIECE IN YOUR HAND WHEN YOU WAY TOO YOUNG TO EVEN KNOW WHAT IT DOES YOU TRY WALKING A DAY IN MY HOOD AND I PROMISE THAT YOU GON' FORGET WHAT IT DOES [Chorus: Karm The Tool] I’mma take a fucking pacifist And pass a fist Burn his flag Turn a nigga to a masochist ah Bring it to the Vatican The masses pinned Now pass the pistol EVERYBODY'S GONNA CATCH MY DRIFT AH Casualty on Casualty on Casualty NEVER SAID I'M A TERRORIST THOUGH I wish I could take the nigga that wrote this shit Throat, grip By his hairline and TEAR HIS FACE OFF [Verse 2: Yung Skayda] YOU APPLY PRESSURE MORE PRESSURE MORE PRESSURE IT'S MORE UNTIL WE BREAK IN TWO YOU'RE FULL OF HATE AND MALICE FOR THOSE WHO AREN'T THE SAME AS YOU EVERY SINGLE TIME I HEAR YOU SPEAK I START TO LOSE MY FUCKING PATIENCE TOO I’M GONNA CUT YOU SO DAMN QUICK, THE BLOOD WILL STILL BE BLUE WHEN IT COMES OUT OF YOU I'm from a place that if you came you wouldn’t belong I shouldn’t have been born in a place I shouldn’t be from Your hatred infects me and I’m bound to repeat you Because you hate so much that we can’t help but hate you I wanna take your soul I swear to god I’m doing еarth a favor I would put bands up of paper Just so someone could comе up and erase you You pledge your soul to the flag Of the bombs and the guns and the gas Of the greed and the lies of the past Of the smile, disguise like a mask [Chorus: Karm The Tool] I’mma take a fucking pacifist And pass a fist Burn his flag Turn a nigga to a masochist ah Bring it to the Vatican The masses pinned Now pass the pistol EVERYBODY'S GONNA CATCH MY DRIFT AH Casualty on Casualty on Casualty NEVER SAID I'M A TERRORIST THOUGH I wish I could take the nigga that wrote this shit Throat, grip By his hairline and TEAR HIS FACE OFF