He was cross referencing his pain verse inheritable traits
While he waits in line for kicks made by veritable slaves
Unaware they'll turn a phrase like Horace
Silver-tongued for the empire, first they build it up, then they set fire
Still can't see the forest through the trees but bumping Woods
Revolutionary tourism, duty-free goods
Is he Suge, is he Sugar or mashugana?
What happens when one must go, but the other isn't good enough
In white spaces with white faces they said they're colorblind
Backwards hat scares em like a gat, what a f*ckin time
To be alive, rebellion with a hashtag
Bars with barcodes, hedge funds and 401ks for narcos
His heart froze like his cashflow, but still believes once his stash grows the cash goes to Victor Laszlows
Moral victories and flags flown
While his brother molests his daughter and blames the drag shows
Hand up and the cab slows
He knew they couldn't drink the rain, not yet
Saw the hills ablaze, not yet
Saw them fill up their cage, not yet
Gonna get involved someday just not yet
What does he care if there's cameras in his phone, in his home, if there's drones
If they're speedmapping souls and chipping bones
If they period track her flow until they know she's pregnant before she's even told
He heard about it and replied so
It's just for the criminals not me not yet just let it go
But it's code
What he means is he's not dark enough to notice if the homeless get thrown into an open pit
So it's kosher let the chips fall where they may as long as his chips aren't what they
Are targeting save the arguing
Cause he'll certainly time it perfectly
Moments before it gets bad, well not bad, but bad bad you know
That's when he'll stand hand forming a fist, just as they're storming his shit
Until then he's snoring and touring the fascism headquarters remarking on the patina and the wainscoting
Engaging in genocidal trainspotting
Amber wave riding
Maybe a bumper sticker that proclaims Biden
Maybe a lawn sign for a day
A black square on his page, vibing
As the hates rising, state violence, he stays silent, at the game smiling
But it's too late, they been Trayvon'ing
He's departing just as the margins start stage diving
Years of telling them they got this, jump, jump c'mon man just jump I got you
Maybe it's just me and it's not you
I'm sure you just forgot to
He knew they couldn't drink the rain, not yet
Saw the hills ablaze, not yet
Saw them fill up their cage, not yet
Gonna get involved someday just not yet
Sacco & Vanzetti - Not Yet Lyrics
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He was cross referencing his pain verse inheritable traits
While he waits in line for kicks made by veritable slaves
Unaware they'll turn a phrase like Horace
Silver-tongued for the empire, first they build it up, then they set fire
Still can't see the forest through the trees but bumping Woods
Revolutionary tourism, duty-free goods
Is he Suge, is he Sugar or mashugana?
What happens when one must go, but the other isn't good enough
In white spaces with white faces they said they're colorblind
Backwards hat scares em like a gat, what a f*ckin time
To be alive, rebellion with a hashtag
Bars with barcodes, hedge funds and 401ks for narcos
His heart froze like his cashflow, but still believes once his stash grows the cash goes to Victor Laszlows
Moral victories and flags flown
While his brother molests his daughter and blames the drag shows
Hand up and the cab slows
He knew they couldn't drink the rain, not yet
Saw the hills ablaze, not yet
Saw them fill up their cage, not yet
Gonna get involved someday just not yet
What does he care if there's cameras in his phone, in his home, if there's drones
If they're speedmapping souls and chipping bones
If they period track her flow until they know she's pregnant before she's even told
He heard about it and replied so
It's just for the criminals not me not yet just let it go
But it's code
What he means is he's not dark enough to notice if the homeless get thrown into an open pit
So it's kosher let the chips fall where they may as long as his chips aren't what they
Are targeting save the arguing
Cause he'll certainly time it perfectly
Moments before it gets bad, well not bad, but bad bad you know
That's when he'll stand hand forming a fist, just as they're storming his shit
Until then he's snoring and touring the fascism headquarters remarking on the patina and the wainscoting
Engaging in genocidal trainspotting
Amber wave riding
Maybe a bumper sticker that proclaims Biden
Maybe a lawn sign for a day
A black square on his page, vibing
As the hates rising, state violence, he stays silent, at the game smiling
But it's too late, they been Trayvon'ing
He's departing just as the margins start stage diving
Years of telling them they got this, jump, jump c'mon man just jump I got you
Maybe it's just me and it's not you
I'm sure you just forgot to
He knew they couldn't drink the rain, not yet
Saw the hills ablaze, not yet
Saw them fill up their cage, not yet
Gonna get involved someday just not yet
While he waits in line for kicks made by veritable slaves
Unaware they'll turn a phrase like Horace
Silver-tongued for the empire, first they build it up, then they set fire
Still can't see the forest through the trees but bumping Woods
Revolutionary tourism, duty-free goods
Is he Suge, is he Sugar or mashugana?
What happens when one must go, but the other isn't good enough
In white spaces with white faces they said they're colorblind
Backwards hat scares em like a gat, what a f*ckin time
To be alive, rebellion with a hashtag
Bars with barcodes, hedge funds and 401ks for narcos
His heart froze like his cashflow, but still believes once his stash grows the cash goes to Victor Laszlows
Moral victories and flags flown
While his brother molests his daughter and blames the drag shows
Hand up and the cab slows
He knew they couldn't drink the rain, not yet
Saw the hills ablaze, not yet
Saw them fill up their cage, not yet
Gonna get involved someday just not yet
What does he care if there's cameras in his phone, in his home, if there's drones
If they're speedmapping souls and chipping bones
If they period track her flow until they know she's pregnant before she's even told
He heard about it and replied so
It's just for the criminals not me not yet just let it go
But it's code
What he means is he's not dark enough to notice if the homeless get thrown into an open pit
So it's kosher let the chips fall where they may as long as his chips aren't what they
Are targeting save the arguing
Cause he'll certainly time it perfectly
Moments before it gets bad, well not bad, but bad bad you know
That's when he'll stand hand forming a fist, just as they're storming his shit
Until then he's snoring and touring the fascism headquarters remarking on the patina and the wainscoting
Engaging in genocidal trainspotting
Amber wave riding
Maybe a bumper sticker that proclaims Biden
Maybe a lawn sign for a day
A black square on his page, vibing
As the hates rising, state violence, he stays silent, at the game smiling
But it's too late, they been Trayvon'ing
He's departing just as the margins start stage diving
Years of telling them they got this, jump, jump c'mon man just jump I got you
Maybe it's just me and it's not you
I'm sure you just forgot to
He knew they couldn't drink the rain, not yet
Saw the hills ablaze, not yet
Saw them fill up their cage, not yet
Gonna get involved someday just not yet
Writer: N Sacco, B Vanzetti
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid