Watermelon Lyrics

I'm seeing hate cross the nation, race confrontation

Take inoculation or you'll face termination

Population discombobulated information obfuscated

Another closet racist inaugurated

Snakes claim to fame piss on you and say it's rain

Claim they aim to make a change safe to say it stayed the same

Trained till we obey, scalar waves phased array

That's the game thanks for playing take your pay make your grave

Imitations raging while my innovation's wasted

By these regulation agents in this simulation matrix

Getting drained on patience might pick up blades and maces

Start splitting brains and faces, shit I say is amazing

Crime committer slimy critter diamond getting shining figure

Mind is bigger timing quicker violent kid behind the trigger

Handsome bloke, plan to grow span the globe

But I'm canceled though like cancer growth antidote

I don't know bout you but I been tryin to get it

Tryin to get more digits one mission stay committed

I'ma win it give it a minute maybe a hour maybe a day

Maybe a week maybe a month maybe a year but that's okay

I'm baked like Betty Crocker weapon pop like Redenbaucher

Known for knocking out a copper with a metal Sock'Em Bopper

Make a rapper wish to die till there's bigger fish to fry

3-d print a fuckin Glock and bust a shot off in your eye

Your mind's blinded by design don't try to view through my lens

You won't survive with what reside behind the gruesome events

Use my life to write a rhyme describing truth with a pen

Dick still in the last decade stuck in two thousand tens

That mean I get with the dimes instead of the times

Cynical vibes criminal minds, brains a great unequivocal size

Shit on your pitiful miniscule rhymes

Men are like mice cannot suffice

Step in the fight bled on the knife

Mono a mono you're dead as our rights

Following all of these medical lies

I don't know bout you but I been tryin to get it

Tryin to get more digits one mission stay committed

I'ma win it give it a minute maybe an hour maybe a day

Maybe a week maybe a month maybe a year but that's okay

Our testament to pestilence? Dense oppressive regiments

Wretched presidents, lips equipped for spitting excrement

Pessimist that loathe a coward rap Arthur Schopenhauer

Coke devourer nose is powdered stay up late indulge for hours

Wow the crowd then exit left to get the bread

Blicky lead will split your head, no fun being rich and dead

Triple sixes on my head, got no business being blessed

Yo bitch texting me relentless not a message has been read

I just lay in my room taking the shrooms making a move straight to the moon

Safe to assume saying your doomed's praying to lose making it true

Ain't gonna lose, only gon' win it just give it a minute or maybe a day

Or maybe a week or maybe a month of year or decade, okay

I don't know bout you but I been tryin to get it

Tryin to get more digits one mission stay committed

I'ma win it give it a minute maybe an hour maybe a day

Maybe a week maybe a month maybe a year but that's okay