Yung Rare - SMOKE FEDS NOT FENT! Lyrics

For those of you asking
"Is my gun legal"
(Where you looking?)
FUCK no my gun ain't legal boy, the f*ck?
Do I look like a law abiding citizen to you nigga?
(UH!)
Burn it down!
51/50
Turn-Turn it up
If you feelin' like an asshole! (Yeah yeah!)
One more rule and I-
One more law and I-
One more case and I-
One more day that I-
I am Methuselah
Born again hard
Politicians f*ckin' bitches
We gon' rip 'em apart
Wake up in the- (SHIT!)
All we care about is- (SHIT!)
And the government is- (SHIT!)
So the media is- (SHIT!)
All they feeding us is- (SHIT!)
We be breathing in they- (SHIT!)
I'm so sick of f*cking- (SHIT!)
I'm so sick of f*cking-
I think I need a gun for this next part
I think I need a-
RPG, hard to kill
R.O.E = "Shoot to Thrill" again
Blues inside of my M16
Screws inside of my I.E.D
(WHOA!)
Walk 'round pipe on me!
F-E-D GON' D-I-E
RIGHT NOW!
Find a cop
Flag him down
Steal his car and drag him out
Choke his ass and throw him round
Bitch look who resisting now
Yes sir
Nice to meet ya
45 ACP delete ya
Magazine finna go right to eat ya
Niggas and hoes gon' fight to beat ya lights out
Damn song ain't finished
Something ain't right
Wait a damn minute
Wake up in the- (SHIT!)
All we care about is- (SHIT!)
And the government is- (SHIT!)
So the media is- (SHIT!)
All they feeding us is- (SHIT!)
We be breathing in they- (SHIT!)
I'm so sick of f*cking- (SHIT!)
(I THINK I'M GONNA-)
"crash"
And we will never die 'for we liable to-
"crash"
Better write yo' f*ckin' will get some steel 'for the- "crash"
They gon'
DO-YOU-BAD
They wanna
DO-YOU-BAD
Take that f*ckin' check away yo résumé
What do you have?
I live in a low-income housing environment that goes by the government name of "Section 8"
I would like to warn you
I am a very dangerous person
Then why are you drinking tap water
You f*cking calcified RETARD?
Son of Sam
One of us
Inside the pit I f*ckin' resurrect
Lazarus
This is the part we f*ckin'
Get high! Disconnect from us
Suppress Oppress the best of us
Get rich and burn the rest of us
Our life will be the death of us
Huh Yeah
Word to my brother
Gun-down underground
Trust no other
Huh Yeah
Word to my bitches
50 cal get 'em down
Dig no ditches
"Five-four-three-two"
Wake up in the- (SHIT!)
All we care about is- (SHIT!)
And the government is- (SHIT!)
So the media is- (SHIT!)
All they feeding us is- (SHIT!)
We be breathing in they- (SHIT!)
I'm so sick of f*cking- (SHIT!)
All we care about is- (SHIT!)
And the government is- (SHIT!)
So the media is- (SHIT!)
All they feeding us is- (SHIT!)
We be breathing in they- (SHIT!)
I'm so sick of f*cking- (SHIT!)
(Yeahhhhh!)
I'm so sick of f*cking-
Me and a group of my allies posses unregistered firearms
Stolen vehicles, mind-altering inhibitors
And I regularly disobey the law