Thoughts & Prayers
I pledge a grievance with the flag
and united states of america
And to the empire for which it stands
Cold Nation
Under Fire
Divisible and Injustice for all
My country, where tears flow
Where guns grow with liberty
Of the I sing
Land that your fathers stole
Land that’s not yours, you hold
From every school
Where kids couldn’t run and hide
I hear their parents cry
Of the I sing
You hold no truth, your preamble is in shambles
Your Union ain’t perfect
Your domestic ain’t tranquil, yal gun laws make us ill
When Blacks kill you say thug
When Latinos kill you say illegal
When whites kill you say mentally ill
Because the right to bear arms
Gives folks a right to do harm
Where Christians love their guns
Hell naw I can’t keep calm
Because ya guns laws just sent 19 babies to heaven
I see you Republicans and your public announcements
We send our T’s & P’s
Your thoughts and prayers mean nothing
We live in T’s & P’s
Triggers Pulled
Unarmed Black men, triggers pulled
Unarmed Brown men, triggers pulled
Carrying CDs, triggers pulled
Selling loose cigarettes, triggers pulled
Skittles and sprite, triggers pulled
Toy gun, triggers pulled
Rescuing people, triggers pulled
Thought a Black cop was stealing his own car, triggers pulled
Walking while Black, triggers pulled
Compliant, triggers pulled
Walking with a knife, triggers pulled
Obeying commands, triggers pulled
Sleeping in bed, triggers pulled
Invaded the wrong house, triggers pulled
I hear police and I’m triggered
I see you, Democrats
Too complacent to fight back
Pimping the black vote ain’t gave black folks
Nothing but a deep throat
And you ain’t coming with nothing
Yal know where it’s at, yal heard what the Prez said
“If you don’t vote for me, you ain’t Black”
Same government that pushed crack into our communities
And asking why our kids behave like that
Naw, we ain’t fine
Haven’t been since Columbine
But your 2nd Amendment rights
Got the country Columblind
Oh, guns don’t kill people, people kill people
Political crooks
A trial of blood and we ain’t gonna
Let yal off the Sandy Hook
Our babies need to be safe
Bullets rape
Our youth can’t escape
Ain’t no superman in a cape
T’s & P’s,
keep your thoughts and prayers
Americans stand up and replace every one of these mofos
From their political chair
I pledge a grievance with the flag
and united states of america
And to the empire for which it stands
A Nation
Under Guns
False liberty and Pistols for all
My country, tears from we
Where guns grow with liberty
Of the I sing
Land that your fathers stole
Land that’s not yours you hold
From every school
Where kids couldn’t run and hide
I hear their parents cry
Of the I cringe
