Netherrack!
You can take some of your lyrics as you know, you'll understand when I'm dead
I mean, these disturbed kids can take these lyrics and say, "You know when I'm dead, everybody's going to know me."
Well, I think that's a very valid point, and I think that that's a reflection of a —not necessarily this program, but of television in general
If you die and enough people are watching, then you become a martyr, you become a hero, you become well-known
So when you have things like Columbine and you have these kids that are angry and they have something to say and no one's listening, the media sends a message that if you do something loud enough and it gets our attention, then you will be famous for it
Those kids ended up on the cover of Time Magazine, the media gave them exactly what they wanted
He don't want no one on one
He grab that gun
The clip with the clip, my son
What happened to a fist fight?
Really with the shit
If a nigga pull up on me
Might shoot a nigga dick right off
Nigga's often kissing prophets
Cause their brothers steady barking
At the system
Like their bitch at the apartment but
This Glock I trust, this motherfuckin' Glock I...
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
This blunt, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
Might lose my mind for fucking trust
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
This blunt, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
Might lose my mind for fucking trust (Yeah)
So why they lock my Aunty son up?
Might storm the fucking station with my motherfucking gun up
All accusations what they sum up
They locking niggas over young bitches wanting a nut bust
She popped that pussy, she was 15
If she can open up her legs, then she old enough to get dick see
Because her parents want to flip see
They flipped the script got a nigga locked up
Some bitch shit
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust my-
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
Yes, fuck X man
I mean, these disturbed kids can take these lyrics and say, "You know when I'm dead, everybody's going to know me."
Well, I think that's a very valid point, and I think that that's a reflection of a —not necessarily this program, but of television in general
If you die and enough people are watching, then you become a martyr, you become a hero, you become well-known
So when you have things like Columbine and you have these kids that are angry and they have something to say and no one's listening, the media sends a message that if you do something loud enough and it gets our attention, then you will be famous for it
Those kids ended up on the cover of Time Magazine, the media gave them exactly what they wanted
He don't want no one on one
He grab that gun
The clip with the clip, my son
What happened to a fist fight?
Really with the shit
If a nigga pull up on me
Might shoot a nigga dick right off
Nigga's often kissing prophets
Cause their brothers steady barking
At the system
Like their bitch at the apartment but
This Glock I trust, this motherfuckin' Glock I...
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
This blunt, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
Might lose my mind for fucking trust
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
This blunt, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
Might lose my mind for fucking trust (Yeah)
So why they lock my Aunty son up?
Might storm the fucking station with my motherfucking gun up
All accusations what they sum up
They locking niggas over young bitches wanting a nut bust
She popped that pussy, she was 15
If she can open up her legs, then she old enough to get dick see
Because her parents want to flip see
They flipped the script got a nigga locked up
Some bitch shit
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
This Glock, bitch I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust my-
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
Yes, fuck X man
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Writer(s): Jahseh Dwayne Ricardo Onfroy
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