[Verse 1] Welcome to the nation of a million Drones When you feel afraid of someone you can kill em from home Whether its your backyard or theirs Aint nobody cares If they aint got the same color skin as your own Without a doubt about who lives and who dies With zero tolerance and infinite pride Were the honest and the innocent side Unless your kids face is like Jordan Davis or Renisha McBride So how you gonna talk about the kindness of a stranger When the value of my propertys the whiteness of my neighbor? From Long Island to Decatur Yall dying for the paper Trying to break the line between the buyers and the savers American dreams dangling so high Over their heads like a pair of Adidas Hanging off of phone wires Cmon, Soul, that imagerys so tired But so am I of new tears welling up under old eyes [Hook] My man said chill I aint the chill type Fuck what you feel like This is real life Fuck what you feel like This is real life Fuck what you feel This the real [Verse 2] We built this city on a hill around a rumor That disappeared as quick as Hiro Nakamura Home is where the heart is and the children are our future So we open up a charter school to filters out the losers It feels like kamasutra Youre thoroughly fucked But Paul Ryan thinks yall whining And not working enough But your wages are downs Even when earnings are up Man, his mama shoulda swallowed him as sperm in her guts And If you really dont believe we need a government Then why elect you as someone whod be running it Thats just as dumb as it sounds But if you fuck with it Youre even dumber or just a glutton for punishment So my apologies, no diss to the fans Who might dismiss this as just a typical rant Its been inscripted in strands of my genetic code So I cant let it go Son, I spit what I am And thats the real [Hook] My man said chill I aint the chill type Fuck what you feel like This is real life Fuck what you feel like This is real life Fuck what you feel This the real
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