Windows of Wrath Lyrics

My name is Matthew McMullen

I'm busting thirty dozen all up in yo face

Why do they hate on the low

Both ways

Yea

Running round laps with the flow man

I’m busting thirty dozen all up in yo face

Why do they hate on the low

But they never show it even when they in my face

I lace the beat then I rap

It’s just as simple as that yea

Look through my windows of wrath

So you can see where I’m at yea

Running round laps with the flow man

I’m busting thirty dozen all up in yo face

Why do they hate on the low

But they never show it even when they in my face

I lace the beat then I rap

It’s just as simple as that yea

Look through my windows of wrath

So you can see where I’m at

Let me talk to the ladies real quick

I just wanna have some fun baby

I just wanna be the one baby

We could do it how you want baby

We could do it how you want

(But remember) you can depend on the end my friend

Wonder why my heart cold like it’s December

Hidden agendas got me wondering

Keep it one hunna girl let me remember

Running round laps with the flow man

I’m busting thirty dozen all up in yo face

Why do they hate on the low

But they never show it even when they in my face

I lace the beat then I rap

It’s just as simple as that yea

Look through my windows of wrath

So you can see where I’m at yea

Running round laps with the flow man

I’m busting thirty dozen all up in yo face

Why do they hate on the low

But they never show it even when they in my face

I lace the beat then I rap

It’s just as simple as that yea

Look through my windows of wrath

So you can see where I’m at

Man cus these niggas thinking irrational

For the capitol

So I gotta keep the ratchet close

Like a gadget for a vaginal

It’s like a damn habit bro

Because I ain’t tryna get screwed out here

Hidden agendas is all in my ear

Act like they doing a favor for me

That’s how they always gon make it appear

Paint job it’s the paint job

That make a mother fucker think odd

And they ain’t handing out the day jobs

Morals falling by the wayside

But member when that nut case

Walked in to the bank

With the black face

Empty out the safe

Man that fucking racist

Nigga really thought he’d get away

From capitalism

We trapped in the system

In drastic conditions

They hand in the sentence

Get cash from the prisons

And you ask why I can’t fathom nationalism