VERSE 1
And If they ever told you less, sorry man, they lied to ya;
Cus we are the embodiment of everything inside of ya;
We are all the ugliness, we are what is driven ya;
We are the blood stain left from what died in ya;
And we demand acknowledgement, you can’t go ignoring us;
We deliver punishment, ignorance aint cool with us ;
No more can we deal with it, now you gotta deal with us;
We are the consequence for the wars you lust; So HI!
Lets give it a try; I know you never wanna do it unless you do it for vines;
No doubt,
we talking wilding out;
But not that shit that you be snapping and posting for klot;
We are the change thats left, We are the change to come;
We are the toll that you pay, for the way you raise your son;
We are the abstract, wrath, of a stranger’s gun;
We are the message from the one; We are..
HOOK1
VERSE 2
And we remain the ugly truth;
Always here to punish you;
Raised in the boogie bronx, came from some toxic soup;
Grew on a metal spoon;
Multiplied my levels to;
Sell the most dope;
Busting moves, in the zone of schools;
And I aint never think its cool;
I lived by funny rules;
We never pick the place, we let the money choose;
If a dealer is the devil, let the devil thru;
Cus I came to break the mold, and introduce you to;
We,
the monsters you see;
The ones that learned to sell, cus even hell has a fee;
We,
The monsters to be;
The future generations born in poverty;
And I’m the lead singer, we got god on the guitar;
Obama on the drums, cus Trump is in the ER;
We cracked hm down the middle, like we rolling up a cigar;
Sorry high society, its just the fact that we are;
HOOK 2
VERSE 3
What is voting really getting us;
Leaders never stepping up;
We here to bring change, and make the NRA scared of us;
Your gun control was made to rust;
I aint gotta say it trust;
The monsters you create today, return with a murder lust;
Don’t just be mad at the killa, be mad at your self;
Be the change you wish to see, and clean your mental health;
What you could be, is found in dreams, not wealth;
Stop complaining about the problem and find a way to help;
But in the mean time uhuooo;
I put it on my tattoo;
We are the karma that that racism got you;
Now we like E. I;
To the big and small and knee-high;
Wake up out your sleep, we got grown men to make cry;
When your insights stuck at looks, you don’t really see far;
If you think its soft to feel, you can’t really be hard;
If you can’t love us all, than you can’t really be god;
Sorry for the truth we bring, its just the fact that we are…
