歌詞

Im really him

The blood under your skin

Looking thinner thin

My only job is to turn boy to man

Hear

Here’s a helping hand (Yeah)

Let pray to god that we don’t go through this again

Military issues warfare

Nigga hold ya head

The can kick like lieutenant Dan

Fire the fireman

The proper plan is to make a stand

How you gone save something

With your leg to heads up under the sand

Classic American

Won’t be the last of his hidden hand

It’s evident

His job is to watch over the wicked land inherited

Not the type a nigga you thought a go barbarian

But Everyman has a take till the take start tearing em

Preparing em

Paw bearing

Riding in caravan with a Karen and she’s caring

Knock ya head off and stare at it for clarity

Stop playing with me

Pet cemetery

Get to shooting from the corner like Marbury

Head heavy,heart heavy

Niggas burn bridges

We broke levies

Better be war ready

Got up out of there like Andretti

Left the car,fetti

Turned poltergeist

He ain’t at all friendly