Tyler, The Creator, Domo Genesis - MANIFESTO lyrics

Lil' white bitch gon' say
"You need to say something about that"
"You need to say somethin' 'bout black "
Bitch, suck my yeah
Go time

That ain't your religion
You just followin' your mammy
She followed your granny, she obeyed master
Did y'all even ask up questions?
It's holes in them stories
Is it holes in your blessings?
Yeah, I'm bold with the message
I know I ain't got the answer
But I ain't gon' cheerlead with y'all
Just to be a dancer
I'ma groove to my own drums
Sunlight in my shadow, baby
Move 'til my soul cums
Let them serpents rattle, baby



Crackin' like broke porcelain, bitch
We ocean deep if you just pour
Us in a portion of shit
Them people try to twist my
View on some contortionist shit
I had to reevaluate what
Was important and shit (O-F)
Finders, keepers
When you creep inside my mind it's madness
(yeah) if I see peace, I'm like a fiend
(O oh) , uh, gotta have it
Lord, cover me I'm goin' in, walls closin' in
(Uh) how I'm supposed to be protected
(Huh?) when the laws want us in?
Y'all want us dead
Just 'cause the skin is the black type (Ah)
Teach me everything and be amazed
I don't act right what the fuck?
I'm tapped in the matrix
I'm back and they hate it
I'm black and make 'em
Pay me capital statements, you dig?
(Ching) word on my back
I'm tryna fashion a statement
I ain't no bastard, we the master
Of the path that we blazin', you dig?
(What?, On God, now)

I came a long way from my past, nigga
It's obvious v12 engine
I'm fishtailin' on some sloppy shit (Skrrt)
Internet bringin' old lyrics up
Like I hide the shit
What's your address, I could probably
Send you a copy, bitch
I was canceled before canceled
Was with Twitter fingers (Haha)
Protestin' outside my shows
I gave them the middle finger (Fuck 'em)
I was a teener, tweetin' Selena crazy shit
Didn't wanna offend her
Apologize when I seen her
Back when I was tryna fuck Bieber, Justin
I say with my chest out, you
Say with your chest in, nigga
(Say it with your chest, nigga)
Black bodies hanging from trees
I cannot make sense of this (Uh)
Hit some protest up
Retweeted positive messages (Uh)
Donated some funds then I went
And copped me a necklace
I'm probably a coon to your
Standard's based on this evidence
Am I doin' enough or not doin' enough?
I'm tryna run with the baton, but see
My shoe's in the mud
I feel like anything I say, dawg
I'm screwin' shit up (Sorry)
So I just tell these black babies
They should do what they want
Freedom, need 'em, my niggas, seen 'em
Free 'em, don't fuck with the law like, damn
Gina
So calm the fuck down before we duck rounds
And fireballs that make your family have
To duck the fuck down we frontline
We got the Molotov that we can chuck now
(Woo) 'Cause anytime we movin' up
It's like a "What the fuck now?"
They playin' games, we strappin' up
We cock and aim (yeah)
We aim to shoot
We shoot to claim what we need
We done with pain and the grievin'
Niggas is done with the peace
Whether it's personal or for
The whole of niggas, indeed
(Yah) i might not have dreadlocks
I might have these gold teeth
But I'm a nigga like you
And you's a nigga like me (yeah)
So let's be niggas together
And let's be niggas with plans
But put this plastic on first, 'cause
Shit is hittin' the fan, scott
Shit like this make me wanna turn
My baseball cap to the side
You know, with the TI lean y'all fake mad
Catch up, niggas
Gettin' y'all identity, huh? Gangsta Grillz
Go get a fuckin' hobby shit
Ain't nobody perfect
Well, at least y'all ain't, hah