Pilapil - For the Kids Lyrics

Got this hatred in the streets but you don't see it I suppose
Put that hatred in your feet and you gon chase it are you close
Gun go click click no more color it's a sickness I suppose
Count the reasons we don't look at it look at it bitch let's go

Look at the bands, Look at the uh
Give it a damn, Give it a fuc
Day at the beach, Day at the uh
Castle on sand, Baby no tongue

Count the power in the whip, I kick this shit to bite a lip
(Count the power) (Kick that shit)
Feed emission to the kid uh f*ck a gasoline drip (ERYS)
I'm like a rogue and I'm on the road I'm rolling on stoned I'm ready to go (Yeah)
I know what it be, they questioning me, want 73 go find me on Vogue (Yeah)

Shit is hot hot hot
Climate gon' kill us and we know
Shit is hot hot hot
Find me on my Megan Rapinoe
Ingesting the smoke, casino uh
I'm rocking the boat, go Leo uh
I'm laughing the joke
I'm dripping the most, it's frio
Put asians in film 007
I'm here on the mic, the album ELEVEN
I stay on my green this shit is the dressing
My girl is a God her love is a blessing

Blessing uh go gracious uh
Still racist uh america uh
Don't fake it, abortion
It's power OWNERSHIP
Her body, her shit! (No shit!)
Planned P, defund it? Go fund it! That's f*ck shit uh

Title X don't cut the check
Poor and brown are synonymous uh
Hard to fit it in I'm uncomfortable uh
Don't see a lot people that colorful uh
Six foot and they lighter than me
White voice cuz it harder to breath
What am I doing I'm stuck in my cell
What am I doing I'm still on my cell (Rang rang f*ck you)

Look at the bands, Look at the uh
Give it a uh-, Give it a FUCK
Day at the fu-, here is the flood
Castle on sand, turn it to mud

I'm like a rogue and I'm on the road I'm rolling on stoned I'm ready to go (Yeah)
I know what it be, they questioning me, want 73 go find me on Vogue (Yeah)

Go find me on Vogue shit is on froze all of my woes
I'm with my bros muder of crows stay on your toes
You playing with me I pull up and bang like how did it go
You playing you me you play with defeat you know how it goes

White boy got a gun take it and run 9 'till El Paso
These are your streets these are you things baby your hostile
Stemming from property, poverty, obviously cowardly stemmed in society
Wait for the change, wait for the headlines to bother me (Wait for it)

We done seen it for a long long time that's alright (Wait for that shit)
Black boy bleeding for a long long time that's alright (Wait for that shit)
Every season she's still on my mind that's alright (Wait for that shit)
Count the reasons we don't look at it look at it look at it bitch let's go

Look at the bands, Look at the uh
Give it a damn, Give it a fuc
Day at the beach, Day at the uh
Castle on sand, Baby no tongue

I'm like a rogue and I'm on the road I'm rolling on stoned I'm ready to go (Yeah)
I know what it be, they questioning me, want 73 go find me on Vogue (Yeah)