The Silk Road (feat. Tee Grizzley)

I guess I gotta draw another line in the sand
Cause there's blood on American hands
And now you're telling me it's just God's plan?
Well fuck that, fuck shit, and fuck God's plan

Ashes to ashes to ashes to ashes
I could burn it down with a couple of burnt matches
Madness, I keep on writing from underneath the madness
And the blade just in case I gotta stab shit

I feel the whole world scream like "What the fuck?"
(Tearing up, I'm tearing up)
So I go out alone on the dance floor
I tear shit up
(Tear it up)

Favourite number seven seven seven where I'm repping
Police tryna lock a nigga up and block my places
Wonder wish they'd make it to the madness
I've been fighting all my life I feel like cashless
Claim (Ali)
If I had a fire-breathing dragon (What would you do)
I would ever burn this whole shit to ashes (For what)
Public schools ain't worth shit the media distract us
If they're done protecting them they won't refer protractors (That's a fact)
But it's happening
In the academy police teach officers to shoot shoot if you African
Tell you the truth, they pull me over I ain't having it
I'm packing it
They already looking us like savages
No, I'm not going to look the other way
Let me tell you 'bout this shit I've seen the other day
Woulda keep my mouth closed but this is not okay
Baby girl slain and the killer got away

Yeah, face it
There's no love for the cops
Sick of all the innocent kids that get shot
Thinking of the innocent people behind bars
Systemic division designed to break hearts
And why not
It all come from the top
The modern day slavery business is hot
You're basically racist if you say it's not
I'll say it like it is and no we'll not stop

These old dudes
They can't keep an erection
Fourth rate women to listen without question
Seeing incest as just natural selection
You wanted tax cuts so you gave them the election
They still send guns overseas
They still let veterans freeze
They have a Mar-a-lago underneath the palm trees
Middle fingers up to you zombies

I feel the whole world scream like "What the fuck?"
(Tearing up, I'm tearing up)
So I go out alone on the dance floor
I tear shit up
(Tear it up)
And when I look down at my hands
They are covered in blood
(Covered in blood, covered in blood)
I feel the whole world scream like "What the fuck?"
(Tearing up, I'm tearing up)

(Seen those, (?) seen those)
I'm losing my mind (?)
(Window, window, window)
(Seen those (?))
(One soul is a soul that can go on (?))
(Window)



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Meyer, Joel Hamilton, Ryan Meyer, John Michael Stevens, Matthew Paul Kofos
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