Lyrics

[Intro: Brian Ennals] It's a new day Niggas better stop livin' in the past, man That shit ain't comin' back Sure, nigga [Verse 1: Brian Ennals] Fuck the Clintons and the Kennedys, fentanyl and Hennessy Century after you die you won't even be no one's memory So, why worry 'bout after when we here right now? Fuck waiting for this bitch [?] Sun's down, Sun's down, and this a sundown town (You niggas got it real) If your kingdom ain't shit, who gives a fuck about the crown? Feelin' like Mad Max runnin' strap to Baghdad Every night's the last night, every bag's the last bag (This is not the last bag) Thought you had that crack but yo' crack ain't cooked right This is what bein' exposed to lead look like Nail rappers to crucifixes then ask them if they religious Since everybody is snakes, I'mma show 'em boa constriction [Interlude: Brian Ennals & Infinity Knives] It's Brian Ennals and Infinity Knives It's Brian Ennals and Infinity Knives It's Brian Ennals and Infinity Knives It's Brian Ennals and Infinity Knives [Verse 2: Brian Ennals] Cruisin' up yo' block on DMT We the post apocalyptic Run DMC If you want that work, nigga, come see me I'm in the Garden Of Eden growing TNT (This [?]) Lyrical B&Es, cocaine on keys This shit cost a hundred a gram, I can not afford to sneeze I knew these niggas was wack but I ain't know they was rapists Shoulda kept that bullshit in the Bell Foundry basements (I had no idea!) You either family or opps, 'cause I don't got no friends I'm Bobby, these New Edition niggas know it's the end The dough's a mirage, the closer I get, the more it dissolves All men are not created equal, some of us is really gods Buyin' coke, pills, liquor, 'cause I don't wanna feel Time, money, love, gender, none of that shit is real Put these planets in my palm and turn them fuckers to dust Me and Knives used to be humble but now we fuckin' shit up Phew! [Verse 3: Brian Ennals] Chris Dorner is a motherfucking legend (He Jesus) I know that nigga's in heaven (Yep!) After we eat the rich Then we gon' murder the reverends (Murderers) Shorty call me Se7en 'cause my head is in her box Bury me in a casket with Flava Flav's clock Watch for the Klan, niggas turn to the cops Flow hourglass sand, if you [?] there's a watch [?] need dope like a new King Tut Practice makes perfect, I don't believe in luck Jesus was Black, yeah fuckin' what? Got a flamethrower cock with my thumb in her butt (And my tongue in it) Swallowed the futures, with my hand off the safe switch My spirit animal's a coked up spaceship America's the worst But I got news for you niggas, every country is racist Do fuck congress, please just bomb it They got eight balls, we cop [?] Give us that fish scale, you will vomit Flush the bullshit, I rap colonics I fornicated with felonies (Yes) And married the misdemeanors Fuck the trash niggas, fuck the government And most importantly, fuck Awkwafina I do this shit for Whitney Coke's the [?] talent, we are kindred spirits Bars hard enough to reach heaven and hell No matter where he is, make sure my father can hear it Wars last forever, they all endless I was rappin' to swallow some shotguns and end it My depression is tremendous They killed our King on a balcony in Memphis, yeah