Revolutionary But Gorgeous ft. Hobbes Duende Lyrics

Pandemic hit the ends and its like aids again 

Say goodbye to your loved ones better make amends 

Way these white folks talking

They gonna make us slaves again 

Yeah they gonna make us slaves again, uh

Helicopters in the sky, following marches 

Either they call us assailants or they calling us targets 

Pray my sins away today incase tomorrow is promised 

Walking road talking code

But I'm living Islamic 

Yeah

Threats on my life 

Through text messages twice  

Stressing my wife 

I wonder how much my head collecting a price 

If prayer is the weapon and the choice of the believer 

Then what's God saying when I'm loading these millimetres 

Imagine rapping with truth stuck in my jaw 

Nigga walk tall until you ducking the law 

I wasn't even old enough to be cuffed in a car 

But here we are 

Now it's bars I could be giving you scars 

3 round burst gotta 3 peat the rifle 

Teach the yutes a better way 

So they don't repeat the cycle 

America taught us violence so we be just like you

your religion capitalism we streets disciples

You ever see a body jolt once a shell hit it

And you know that nigga dead because he smell different

But the crime rate down

We don't believe the lies you tell niggas

Even if it's true interrogation lights melt niggas

Feeling like Nip without the gang affiliation

It's a strange initiation

Fight for change is living dangerous

I used to make a name

Snatching chains and taking bracelets

Escorted through the front

But aint a stranger to the basement nigga

I'm on the block because I have a voice

Violent by nature, I aint have a choice

Pop the pistol south paw, never miss a opp

They aint testifying I aint sitting in a prison box

But they got our skin weaponized

Every breath is ammunition in their eyes

Its terrorism with a green card

You know its over if I see y'all

Knocking at my door, MAGA hat the oppressor

Talking to detectives Qur'an on my dresser

Rolling up ICE speaking spanish to test us

Immigration department of corrections collect us

Misquoted in interviews where I'm giving truth 

In the open ravishing women Ricky Rude

I can never cry when an officer die 

Blow my nose on your flag and toss it aside 

Glock by my side cock it and rise

Parabellum cross your T and then dot up your eyes

You talking to I in your most garbage of rhymes 

You wanna battle bring your people to watch your demise 

Here's some facts

Handsome and vicious

Your girl pree the gram, romancing my pictures 

Cancerous scriptures, rancid delicious 

Try to bite what I write

My hands is your dinner 

Crippled the last nigga that they sent to harm me

At 17 I beat an attempted hommie

Here's your prize free trip to the coroner 

Revolutionary but gorgeous 

Be on the look out revolutionary but gorgeous

Hobbes and Said revolutionary but gorgeous