Dumbfoundead, Chancellor - History Of Violence lyrics

Violence is an addiction
Violence won’t listen we can wish for peace
But can speak violence into
Existence violence is tradition
(God bless America)

See I’ve been dreaming of
Angels on the battlefield
Seen 'em falling from heaven
With intent to kill
I’m surrounded like I’m the one
That broke the seal
This history of violence, this
History of violence, yeah
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me?
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me?
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me?
Who the fuck gon’ save me yahhhh
Who the fuck gon’ save me!

Resume read like the GOAT (speech)
History of violence HOV (speech)
Blood on the deed of our home
So glad pops ain't show me the ropes (preach)
I ain't ever raise my hand to
A woman or in class won't obey no man
Prayers been ignored by the prophets
So I been at war with
The world like John Wick
I don't play that gook or that chink shit
Got me hot like the hood of my Lincoln
I was givin' out the link in my bio
When they thought that I
Was givin' my LinkedIn
My culture don’t believe in shrinks
Like we writing with invisible ink
So I been going off with
A Viriginia Tech flow
I leave this behind as the manifesto
Little homie, runnin’ up on the bigger homie
Little homie
Wonder why their parents split up on me
Little homie
Got history like he roll with Kony
Little homie
I’m treatin’ POTUS like little homie
Paranoia, pushin’ him to another level
Paranoia, finding peace inside a cigarillo
Been killin since puttin' my
Fillings under pillows
Made a demon from a demo

See I’ve been dreaming of
Angels on the battlefield
Seen 'em falling from heaven
With intent to kill
I’m surrounded like I’m the one
That broke the seal
This history of violence, this
History of violence, yeah
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me?
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me?
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me?
Who the fuck gon’ save me yahhhh
Who the fuck gon’ save me!

The grainy footage, proof inside the pudding
America put a foot in that
Ass to simply put it
(Is you looking?) The body
Cams and the whoopings
(is you looking?) The body
Bags and the crooked
While you looking through the bushes
You’re like
I don’t wanna get involved with you
That ain't my people, it's wrong
But that's y’all issue
I can’t rock with you
If you ain't showing solidarity
Little homie little homie let me talk to you!
(Reporting live) Live from the
Belly of the beast
The tower is available for lease
5-star Napoleon complex
White sheets in the Presidential Suite
At the front desk, check in your beliefs
Now you're one step closer to the dream
Every time somebody leave
They leaving a bloody mess
But ain't nothin' room service couldn’t clean

See I've been dreaming of
Angels on the battlefield
Seen them falling from heaven
With intent to kill
I’m surrounded like I’m the one
That broke the seal
This history of violence
This history of violence
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me?
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me?
Who the fuck gon’ save
Who the fuck gon’ save
Who the fuck gon’ save me?
Who the fuck gon’ save me, yahhhh
Who the fuck gon’ save me!