Kinfolk

Split the wig of a bitch if he disrespecting my kin

But I don't need to flinch if he disrespecting my kin

There gon be violence if he disrespecting my kin

Turn meat to mince then dip if he disrespecting my kin

Split the wig of a bitch if he disrespecting my kin

But I don't need to flinch if he disrespecting my kin

There gon be violence if he disrespecting my kin

Turn meat to mince then dip if he disrespecting my kin

Me and my kinfolk are ready, for any shots that you're sending

You out for five nights like freddys, after we done stomped your head in

Turning ya head to spaghetti, and you're thought process is empty

Fuck with us it will end badly, fuck with us it will end deadly

Leave your body on your ground, and your head out on the pavement

Everybody gather around, come see the road that i'm paving

The wave that i'm making, the flow that i'm waving

The game that i'm breaking, the game that i'm changing

Genius or insanity like a solo game of chess

Free the bitch from her vanity, grab her heart through her chest

Plead the fifth cos it's scary to me that all of my ideas

Are easily influenced by what the others express

Like fuck trump, fuck hillary, and fuck all the rest

For some reason I just can't seem to use my head

I don't even like rap or even hip-hop I guess

I just like what the guy with the fucking mic says

Split the wig of a bitch if he disrespecting my kin

But I don't need to flinch if he disrespecting my kin

There gon be violence if he disrespecting my kin

Turn meat to mince then dip if he disrespecting my kin

Split the wig of a bitch if he disrespecting my kin

But I don't need to flinch if he disrespecting my kin

There gon be violence if he disrespecting my kin

Turn meat to mince then dip if he disrespecting my kin

Less fortunate individuals, struggling in the streets

Bless all of it little village of kiddies tryna eat

Do what morris did, Do what morris did

Do what morris did, Do what morris did

Escape from this hell hole, prove all naysayers wrong

You will make it, if you change the way that you roll

The rest of the world are slave traders to these eight gradin

Great players where they may serve great dangers to the same players

As them, let them in. Let them play the game

That will let them live. Provide for future kids and their kids futures

Yeah these kids be looking stick thin, we be Rasputia's

They got a lotta dead, and we gotta lot of bruises

That's so fucked up how we are so clueless

In the streets acting ruthless because they are roofless

The new youth on new drugs that they never knew of

To escape their peeping eyes from the clans of the Ku Klux