Don't Tread On Me (feat. Wendigo)

I told my momma i'd be great

I told my momma i'd be great

I told my amma i'd be great
What would you do if some loser
Could chose your fate

Put a bullet through his face

Bitch, test my temple and it's gates
All the people in my steeple keeping hate
From this place

Every time
I wanna take an eye for an eye
I remember i will surely go blind

But
If i could rewind
Time
Save the souls
In that mosque

I would kill that piece shit
At any fucking cost

Die
Lie in the dirt
Where all the sinners went
Burn so the righteous can
Protect the fucking innocent

Word to all my niggas
With triggas that gon defend they kin
Shoot at killers that will surrender
And then pretend they win

Bitch i saw my mom in that woman
He took a her life away
Seen it on the web with my niggas
Had nothing i could say

That little beautiful brown woman
Could of been my mother
That growing tan young man
Could have been my brother

Started to panic
Acting manic
Im filling up with rage

Who let that lil bitch live?
Im getting fucking set off
I would put my thumbs into his eyes
And take his fucking head off
I would shove my gun to his tongue
Allow the shit to let off

Who wanna run up on my tribe?
Hit you in your liver
Shoutout allah shoutout jesus chist
Bitch i feel like shiva

Shooter like im buddha
It deliver to his mind
I pray one day that the gun lay
On the side of someone kind

Yuh
The people don't want weapons
Aint the people getting shot at
Buy a tech and learn to use it
Cuz one day it might be time

If some crazy nigga want it
Chances are he fucking bought it
And i bet if you could choose
You'd have a strap instead of dying

They want us to start a war
Imma start a war on hatred
And i wont harm a single soul
Unless a nigga wanna get wasted

Face it
If someone were to harm her
Your mother, you'd be the karma
To crush em under your armour
No matter the race

And if your lover would
Suffer unless you refused to buffer
And turn his mental to butter
Create a shattered face

And if yo nigga was bleeding
In need of help and you
Seen the villain who did it
You'd kill him spill him without a thought

And if my life was in peril
And i could aim with a barrel
Instead of hiding in terror
Nigga id buy a glock

Fuck the left wing and fuck the right too
Two paths to evil is your eagle red or blue
Pull up with the deagle, loud toy inside my shoe
Im a cowboy and
There aint space enough for you

Dont tread on me
That's what my scout master taught me
Shoutout mr monson struggling with heart and arteries

Take my guns bitch i dare you to try, yuh

Run up on my temple be aware you will die

Rip the men women children inside that building

I keep rod of iron put a demon through the ceiling

Fuck the helter skelter you niggas is unfeeling

Aint no help or shelter and certainly no kneeling

You have been infected by something i aint wit that

Fucking with the balance no challenge push your shit back

Bitch i told my momma and i told my patti (grandma in tamil)
You aint taking shit with no clip and no shotty

Imma darkie and im proud i smoke loud and act naughty
I don't have no race i aint chasing nobody

Fuck everything you stand for
Fuck everything you repping

This is a place in these gates
Hate cannot step in

Names of your victims
Writ on my weapon
Put you in a hole where your
Soul is not resting