Press On

Lyrics

[Intro] And while you sittin' on your butt, afraid to come into the community and deal with the grassroots of your people, a whole generation has come up around you. Black revolutionaries, sick and tired of what's been goin' on... [Verse 1: Paris] Back on my bully shit, no filter Back fully equipped, y'all feel it Back to get the people riled, and motivated Panther's back, no smilin', all hatred Still no affinity, for silliness I'm toxic masculinity, you feelin' this I recognize game and raise ya, and I suggest You dial back that shit you sayin', it's disrespectful I'm physical, political, and principled Break your nose, let these devils know, ain't no suppossin' Ain't no yassuh bossin', no flossin', or bread breakin' Fuck what you think you on, a nigga takin' Cause that MAGA shit'll get you soggy, soakin' wet I know this cracka got you froggy, but I suspect You computer cowboys don't want it, and you'll regret How a nigga put a crease in you cowards if we connect, let's go [Chorus] Let's go, bruh, ya best know Ain't no question Count your blessings, learn lessons And press on with no concessions (No concessions) We fight oppression with aggression To get the rest on Stand tall and press on [Verse 2: Paris] I look around and see niggas coonin', without a doubt Huggin' pigs though they shoot us, and mow us down Just goddamned fools hopin', they gon' change Cryin, tryin' to plead and show 'em, that we in pain But anti-black backash, will be a blur Back to hashtags and no compassion, for niggas murdered Been true since the days of slavery, keep us scurred And murk black adults and babies, it's the purge Now let's see who wanna answer, I guess I'm canceled Guess you want fancy dancers, instead of manhood See Black Twitter twitchin', little bitch Remind Stockholm Syndrome niggas of how they lynch us I'm pro black and it's clear, you niggas weird I stand here completely fearless, 'cause I'm aware Your only cap is that I'm racist, or outta touch I don't believe in warm embraces of toxic love [Chorus] Let's go, bruh, ya best know Ain't no question Count your blessings, learn lessons And press on with no concessions (No concessions) We fight oppression with aggression To get the rest on Stand tall and press on [Bridge] It don't take much to see They don't fuck with you and me They say so, but actions prove that they don't (Prove that they don't) That's why we understand the need To build up our own communities Love us, and do for self and stay woke [Post-Bridge] Now ya might think, we on one Cause we, don't take none But if you do, this ain't for you, no (This ain't for you, no) We just make it, plain to see That we must get free If you agree, we sayin' let's go [Verse 3: Paris] So I steady make the sound 'til the people come around Don't just film and stand around next time they got us on the ground Clappin' rounds for the black and brown, back the fuck up offa mine Let the pistols whistle through they gristle, give 'em naps tonight Who you think you fuckin' with? Ain't no duck and covers Scratch that pig off the list, with a K and plug him Guerrilla Funk means beef with pork, nigga, we gon' beef with pork Try to put the genie back for shit you started 'Cause protests only placate the people Protests only mitigate response to evil Go test if his vest work, tell me if his chest burst And see if these devils really want upheaval Bald eagles get barbecued, nigga feel me? Make these pigs squeal 'fore you steal and burn the city Apply pressure in the only language that they traffic And let's see how many of em really want that static [Outro] "Shots fired! Officer down! Shots fired! Officer down! We got a city officer down! Shots fired! Shots fired! Unknown where the suspect's shooting from Fuck you gonna do? Fuck you gonna do? Fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck you gonna do when the people hit back? Fuck you gonna do when the people hit back? Fuck you gonna do- Fuck you gonna do when the- Fuck you gonna do when the people hit back? Fuck you gonna do when the people hit back? Fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck you gonna do when the people hit back? Fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck you gonna do when the people hit back? Back- back- back- back- back (Dog)