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Racist Lyrics - Mudface - Abk

Who gon grant you to be 

RACIST 

Who gon grant you to be 

RACIST 

Who gon grant you to be 

RACIST 

That's not my style 

Get the fucc outta here 

 

[Repeat] 

 

People hate me because my skin 

Or the ways that I look at them 

Or is it becaus emy braids 

Sometimes swing all in they face 

Could it be pay nuthin 

Hang on the blocc cuz I don't give a fucc 

Or is ti because my flow 

Make a real muh fucca wanna lose control 

People hate me because they racist 

Actin like they neva seen a native goin places 

Muddy face and all 

Creepin up to attack and take out the frauds 

If you are here I suggest you bounce 

Unless you wanna see a tommy hawk split your mouth 

In other words 

Put that racist in his place 

Do what you gotta 

No matta what it takes 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Get stopped by the cops 

Cuz I represent 

Like it's my fault 

Your thoughts don't mean shit 

So they pull the race card, gang-related 

Group in this in a hoopty faded 

Who do they think they are 

Hatin on me cuz I'm raisin the cause 

My life, my mind, my choices 

Fucc what they think 

I ignore hatin voices 

Try to tell us how to dress 

And how to act 

And how to live 

Fucc that 

Well they can keep they balls 

 

You put your hands up 

What what! ? 

You with the sticcer int he window 

It's a fuccin sticcer 

What are you doin with that in your window 

It's a fuccin sticker 

Put your hand up and get down on the ground 

THIS IS SOME BULL SHIT 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Don't you know I'm on top 

Wanted dead or alive by the world 

Cuz I'm bringing somethin hot 

I'm a killa that you can't stop 

Never once will you see tied down on the tracks in a knot 

I get chased cuz I hate 

Now I'm ready to fight 

If anybody wanna make it 

Bring the move right on 

And if your fuccin luccy 

At your funeral they will play this song 

 

He lived life for love and good 

Now he's dead and gone 

It's his tim eor this world hatin 

Doin others wrong 

How come people build up courage 

To hate on someone else 

That's why I keep it underground 

Stay away from all the stress 

 

[Chorus]