Lil darkie - INCREDIBLE INSURRECTION lyrics
lil darkie [Joshua Jagan Hamilton]
[Lil darkie - INCREDIBLE INSURRECTION lyrics]
Ok, you ready?
We're starting
Huh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Take, back the land from God, for
The heathens, for the heathens
For the heathens
And make, the people write the laws
Bout time bout time bout time
Oil derrick suckin' up from mother
While her soil buried bodies of the others
The banana clip kill brother
From another mother
Can we save the planet from the gutter?
Oh, I don't know
Allah save us from ourselves
Everyday they want to set another race war
But I won't be a motherfucker
That gon' hate more
Takin' all the water
We the ones they made poor
Kill the corporations they don't
Want to stay sore
A knife in the back
It be your own species
That believes that crap
White and black
Huh, alright
Now from the front to the back
I want to see motherfuckers get what you want
Alright
Timmy better call
I knew him as a child
Where that motherfucker go?
Maybe I could find him at
The bottom of a bottle?
Or maybe I could find him at
The ending of this song?
(I'm wrong, I'm wrong)
Leave me out dry
Standin' in the desert
Put a bullet to the sky
I'm surprised you motherfuckers
Even still alive
Find a way to kill 'em
When I'm fucking certified
I hope you're terrified
That I'm fucking verified
Uh I'mma go put something pretty
Scary in the sky
Uh, all of you motherfuckers don't
Want to come and die
I'mma rip your legs
Tell the people they dumb to try
And the oil couldn't rise
There is no need for war on a national scale
There is no need for wars
When the rationals prevail
There is no need for bullets
Raining down in a hail
I hope all of the you
Motherfuckers go straight to hell
They just want to see us lying on the ground
Keep squabbling amongst yourselves so you can
Ignore the genocide happening overseas
Right under your nose
Lobbyists would like it if we
Didn't make a sound
Keep arguing about race and
Class while innocents overseas
Are shot by bullets encased in brass
Dis-ownable
The body count is insurmountable
And nobody is ever held accountable
We're starting
Huh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell am I missing
Take, back the land from God, for
The heathens, for the heathens
For the heathens
And make, the people write the laws
Bout time bout time bout time
Oil derrick suckin' up from mother
While her soil buried bodies of the others
The banana clip kill brother
From another mother
Can we save the planet from the gutter?
Oh, I don't know
Allah save us from ourselves
Everyday they want to set another race war
But I won't be a motherfucker
That gon' hate more
Takin' all the water
We the ones they made poor
Kill the corporations they don't
Want to stay sore
A knife in the back
It be your own species
That believes that crap
White and black
Huh, alright
Now from the front to the back
I want to see motherfuckers get what you want
Alright
Timmy better call
I knew him as a child
Where that motherfucker go?
Maybe I could find him at
The bottom of a bottle?
Or maybe I could find him at
The ending of this song?
(I'm wrong, I'm wrong)
Leave me out dry
Standin' in the desert
Put a bullet to the sky
I'm surprised you motherfuckers
Even still alive
Find a way to kill 'em
When I'm fucking certified
I hope you're terrified
That I'm fucking verified
Uh I'mma go put something pretty
Scary in the sky
Uh, all of you motherfuckers don't
Want to come and die
I'mma rip your legs
Tell the people they dumb to try
And the oil couldn't rise
There is no need for war on a national scale
There is no need for wars
When the rationals prevail
There is no need for bullets
Raining down in a hail
I hope all of the you
Motherfuckers go straight to hell
They just want to see us lying on the ground
Keep squabbling amongst yourselves so you can
Ignore the genocide happening overseas
Right under your nose
Lobbyists would like it if we
Didn't make a sound
Keep arguing about race and
Class while innocents overseas
Are shot by bullets encased in brass
Dis-ownable
The body count is insurmountable
And nobody is ever held accountable