Noir

Fuck this world like shit I'm over it
Might fuck this girl, but shit, I'm over it
My priorities are all outta wack
While the minorities are treated like they were back
In the nineteenth century, shit they unemployed
People cover their eyes, wake up and hear the noise
With the shit I've seen, look up and feel the void
And the black rose throne, sit up and see noir

The rise of a king who's more powerful than ever
Took the throne alone, ain't no need for finger trigger
The strength of a man oppressed by a leader figure
And he ain't gon' stand while his friends are all called
Say you ain't to blame, man, look into the mirror
If your skin is white then you need to reconsider
Everybody knows history's written by the victor
That's why we ain't taught black history clearer
Surrounded by noir
Wake up it's time for war
Surrounded by noir
It's all my fault, I'm sure
Surrounded by noir
They racist to the core
Surrounded by noir
In white drapes, that's the lore

Fuck this world like shit I'm over it
Might fuck this girl, but shit, I'm over it
My priorities are all outta wack
While the minorities are treated like they were back
In the nineteenth century, shit they unemployed
People cover their eyes, wake up and hear
the noise
With the shit I've seen, look up and feel the void
And the black rose throne, sit up and see noir

The man w-with the black crown
The black rose crown w-with all the thorns
The king has returned, the king has returned
The king has returned, the king has returned
Uh, yeah, they call him noir cuz the color of his skin
They don't really care about what lies within
They don't really care that he'll wash away your sins
Wash away the print, throw the Bible in the bin
Write the newest testament with noir and his twins
Jesus walked on water, but noir, he got lynched
Surrounded by noir
Wake up it's time for war
Surrounded by noir
It's all my fault, I'm sure
Surrounded by noir
They racist to the core
Surrounded by noir
In white drapes, that's the lore

Fuck this world like shit I'm over it
Might fuck this girl, but shit, I'm over it
My priorities are all outta wack
While the minorities are treated like they were back
In the nineteenth century, shit they unemployed
People cover their eyes, wake up and hear
the noise
With the shit I've seen, look up and feel the void
And the black rose throne, sit up and see noir



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Writer(s): Jason Ardan
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