Just a Thought
I'm up, I'm up
Rising slowly like the sun
Get up and going
Gotta get the business done
Clifford in my cup
That's that big red son
Thoughts never quiet
That's that big head son
Rollin through the woods with a blunt in my hand
Forgot to grab a tray so I'm ashin in a can
No mood to hear yo nonsense blaring through my speaker phone
How bout I drop it, no sense in saving tweaker hoes
Ritalin never made good
Starting em young in the 'hood
Could we do better, we should
Changing the topic? Y'all would
Someone solve the riddle of the nuclear missiles
Up to dismissal but just meet me in the middle
Why we sitting on them hoes if we ain't gonna use them
We already know there's powers who will abuse them
Will it be a matter of who strikes first?
It's hard to imagine a sight that's worse
Guns ain't the problem it's these mothafuckin loonies
Gangbanging dummies, and the rich so sue me
Tell me mental illness has nothing to do with shooting up innocent people watching a movie
"This just in, video games strike again
Causing someone to shoot up innocents
Yeah, watch out. Get your boys off of those consoles for they are training killers out here..."
"Interesting perspective, Becky, but I disagree. See what I think is going on is..."
Y'all too afraid to face the mothafuckin' truth
The biggest problem on this fucking planet is you
But that doesn't fit your narrative
For numerous atrocities
(This is extremely dangerous for our democracy)
Rising slowly like the sun
Get up and going
Gotta get the business done
Clifford in my cup
That's that big red son
Thoughts never quiet
That's that big head son
Rollin through the woods with a blunt in my hand
Forgot to grab a tray so I'm ashin in a can
No mood to hear yo nonsense blaring through my speaker phone
How bout I drop it, no sense in saving tweaker hoes
Ritalin never made good
Starting em young in the 'hood
Could we do better, we should
Changing the topic? Y'all would
Someone solve the riddle of the nuclear missiles
Up to dismissal but just meet me in the middle
Why we sitting on them hoes if we ain't gonna use them
We already know there's powers who will abuse them
Will it be a matter of who strikes first?
It's hard to imagine a sight that's worse
Guns ain't the problem it's these mothafuckin loonies
Gangbanging dummies, and the rich so sue me
Tell me mental illness has nothing to do with shooting up innocent people watching a movie
"This just in, video games strike again
Causing someone to shoot up innocents
Yeah, watch out. Get your boys off of those consoles for they are training killers out here..."
"Interesting perspective, Becky, but I disagree. See what I think is going on is..."
Y'all too afraid to face the mothafuckin' truth
The biggest problem on this fucking planet is you
But that doesn't fit your narrative
For numerous atrocities
(This is extremely dangerous for our democracy)
Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Cloud
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