What They Want
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Not talking about love
Four hundred plus years of that
That was not enough
Land of the free was built with black sweat
Homogenized by my government
The mics hot
I want stop
I know you mad
I'm going to the top
Don't cry lad
I'm coming to your spot
Social distance son
The block is hot
I know the great one
We all need God
I'm just having fun
The Messiah has come
Watch the synagogue of satan run
Back to their cave
Turkey's
Financers of slaves
Work me no pay
Land of of the free
Ain't never been great
Low pay
Noddles no stake
Keep that mask on I need six feet
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah social distance son
Leave me or love me
I might be the one
With the father is where I be
Who created the son
Terrany
Terror
Democracy hypocrisies read like war letters
Oh the immorality like death valley in a sweater
Four plus centuries destress
Like a dull knife cut though lather
Systematic mess
Indoctrinated into no better
I don't rap fast
Not trying to be clever
However
I'll give you what you want forever
Sell out to these suckers never
Stay the same
In any weather
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah Yeah
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Not talking about love
Four hundred plus years of that
That was not enough
Land of the free was built with black sweat
Homogenized by my government
The mics hot
I want stop
I know you mad
I'm going to the top
Don't cry lad
I'm coming to your spot
Social distance son
The block is hot
I know the great one
We all need God
I'm just having fun
The Messiah has come
Watch the synagogue of satan run
Back to their cave
Turkey's
Financers of slaves
Work me no pay
Land of of the free
Ain't never been great
Low pay
Noddles no stake
Keep that mask on I need six feet
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah social distance son
Leave me or love me
I might be the one
With the father is where I be
Who created the son
Terrany
Terror
Democracy hypocrisies read like war letters
Oh the immorality like death valley in a sweater
Four plus centuries destress
Like a dull knife cut though lather
Systematic mess
Indoctrinated into no better
I don't rap fast
Not trying to be clever
However
I'll give you what you want forever
Sell out to these suckers never
Stay the same
In any weather
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah
You gotta give em what they want
You gotta give em what they want
Yeah Yeah Yeah
You gotta give em what they want
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Writer(s): Michael Baker
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