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letra de s.a.t.f.g. - brxnd

[intro]
younger generations are now coming of age
witnessing brutalities in the streets

[verse 1: brxnd]
ayy
ayy
yeah
servants of the people
but you got the people servin’ you
toss some life away to solve a problem
only problems you
see right through your walls
divide us
’cause a f-ckin’ vile feud
f-ck a central body
put a body on a center view
k!ll a b-tch
and pass it off as suicide
i can see it coming next
they f-ckin’ legalizing homicide
level out the playing field
and sell these f-ckers cyanide
or maybe even stomp ’em out
oh help me please
i can’t decide
[chorus: brxnd]
ayy
f-ck this
rippin’ shots at the capitol
strip us down
for some increased capital (yeah what?)
ayy
f-ck this
go to war with the government
fists right through them
wear them like an oven mitt (yeah, ayy)

[verse 2: yung flex]
motherf-ck the government
i’ma pull up
and stretch ’em like rubber bands
i’ma keep a .44
like i’m son of sam
.30 cal gon’ send him
to the motherland
middle fingers up
straight to the law
uppercut, send it
straight to his jaw
don’t take a lot to tell
this country is flawed
these politicians all
some motherf-cking frauds
and its still motherf-ck a pig
arp gon’ rip right through his ligs
we pull up with sticks that blow
right through his f-cking wig
every cop a b-tch e.c.a.b
i guess the the jig is up
we see an opp we hit him up
like f-ck that
f-ck that
bust at me
i bust back
ghostboi, where the guns at?
that pig won’t get his lungs back
like toe tag
toe tag
aiming where his throats at
k!ll the president
o evidence
yeah, he get blowed back
[chorus: brxnd]
ayy
f-ck this
rippin’ shots at the capitol
strip us down
for some increased capital (yeah what?)
ayy
f-ck this
go to war with the government
fists right through them
wear them like an oven mitt (yeah, ayy)

[verse 3: lucie’s nightmare]
sweet dreams started feeling
like my nightmares
that boy tried to run away
from my gun so why should i care?
f-cked up off amphetamine
my mind is racing, huh (aw, f-ck)
jump off let me see
if you think what i’m thinking, huh? (aw, f-ck)
huh?
his story’s not my story so f-ck him, huh?
they just wanna bring me down from up here, huh?
my family, we came up from the gutter, huh?
so know that i would k!ll you for my mother (reply)
his story’s not my story so f-ck him, huh? (yeah)
they just wanna bring me down from up here, huh? (yuh)
my family, we came up from the gutter, huh? (yeah)
so know that i would k!ll you for my brothers
[chorus: brxnd]
ayy
f-ck this
rippin’ shots at the capitol
strip us down
for some increased capital (yeah what?)
ayy
f-ck this
go to war with the government
fists right through them
wear them like an oven mitt (yeah, ayy)

- brxnd

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