Bryson Gray, Tyson James - Glass House lyrics

All that throwing stones? Careful
You know you live in a glass house
I literally have to throw like one pebble
And your whole house coming crashing down
(ok)

Facts you going to get
In throwing stones in my compound
Hatin' on police but you want to
Call the cops now? (bro)
Bro your doctrine is not sound
Plus, you are not found
I promise I will not bow
I only bow to the King
And when come around it come
Around with the thing
Pro-choice? You are not even
Allowed in the ring
You ain't even got in a voice and
You a coward to the heat

The devil's in the details
Put on the seatbelt
What happened to the emails? We will prevail
We can only win when evil derail
And if you're coming out of sin
You don't need to see hell

You want justice for thugs?
For the innocent you won't move a thumb
You want eternal life but won't
Go through the sun
You think you are somebody known in the slums
Throwing stones at my home you
Have chose to destruct

You should not be talking need to back down
I just say the truth and all you
Want to do is lash out
Can't wait for 2020 y'all going to pass out
Donald Trump a bull and y'all
Living in a glass house

Where's Black Lives Matter?
Oh, I know, defending Jacob Blake
But I don't see them in Chicago
I don't see them in Balitmore
I never see them anywhere
But they aren't really needed
It is safer to assume they didn't care
Making bad decisions just screaming
Saying life isn't fair
Mad at you in prison for getting
The way you get in there
Blaming the white man, alright man
Well, here we go
Why you gotta be so stereotypical?

The problem is: all these children
Looking up to criminals
They don't have no father no
One to teach them, they didn't grow
Wait, Bryson, that's something they
Don't want to mention, though
I hope y'all don't think I
Care about people's feelings, yo

But let me guess? "I'm a coon, I'm a sellout
A tap dancer" i hate my skin color and
Everyone of my track's cancer"
But how about not voting Democrat
And everyone that pander?

Throwing stones in a glass house
Talking all that mess when I see
You give me dabs now
Thinking everyone is sick? You got mad cow
You would think he hiding
I can see what's in your stash house

All the media feeding you a bunch of garbage
They repeating lies and try
To call it knowledge
They point the figure while they
Treat you like a hostage
Get your money back when they
Screwed you in college
I stay true, I won't fall for a check
When's the last time a Christian rapped
But called out the left?
Stand tall with the best I
Am called on a quest
You want to be a Paul but
You will fall with the rest

You all in the flesh, my guy
Better tighten up the chin-strap
We are in a fight, life or death
Man, I've been strapped
Stay connected to the spirit I'm in that
Trump 2020 presidential we gonna win that

Ahh, that old Donald Trump evil! Racist!
Wait, who ended slavery?
Wasn't that the Republicans?
And who started the KKK?
I thought that was the Democrats?
And we're the racists? What a mess