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