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letra de the badger - infinity knives & brian ennals

[intro]
n-gga

[verse 1]
i’mma k!ll my landlord so i got a heater
specifcally, a n-gga got a nine millimeter
if he dont believe in god, i’mma make him a believer
he won’t have no choice ’cause he really ’bout to meet him
so, yup, six weeks ago, i’m gettin’ evicted
begged my landlord to help a n-gga, said he couldn’t risk it
in the streets, been out here for weeks
sh-ttin’ where i sleep, ain’t got sh-t to eat
bro, this homeless sh-t is [peak?]
rewind two months ago, i just lost my job
was livin’ check to check, but check to check is gettin’ robbеd
home of the free, land of the undеrpaid
basically, had a closet off of minimum wage
now i don’t even have that, but i know where he’s at
i’m shootin’ him, probably his family, and maybe his cat
last year, shorty, she left the state with my son
this is america, so i spent my last on a gun
[interlude 1]
yo, shoutout to s-x workers, trans lives matter, house the unhoused, black power. i don’t give a f-ck who just became a billionaire, i don’t give a f-ck if they black. you better off tellin’ me who just [?] or who’s into stepsister p-rn, i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga!

[verse 2]
so, there’s this dude and his name is jim, he just tryna live
alcohol, schizophrenic, said he lost his wife and kid
he’s in pain, so, like kurt cobain, he lives under a bridge
told jim they threw my sh-t out, even the food and the fridge
my tv was right next to a mayonnaise lid
jim wants to k!ll my landlord too, he’s so thin, i see his ribs
see, jim was in the army, so he used to be a slave
black leather jacket, gear ’round, n-ggas call him [?]
so, we gon’ make it do what it do
now, keep in mind, what he says, i don’t know how much is true
special forces, he saw too many corpses, different origins
sometimes he’s from d.c., and sometimes he’s from new orleans
so, he’s ’bout it, i don’t doubt it
even with the voices in his head that keep his mind crowded
don’t know what he’s seen, i just know my n-gga’s scarred
and i see myself in him when i hear him question god

[interlude 2]
no more gofundmes for your wack ass albums, tell the [?] to kick a door in. male modeling is not a real profession, that’s what zoolander was about. everybody sucked d-ck!
n-gga

[verse 3]
so, one week later, we ready, i finally got the nerve
no money for a bus, me and jim walked to the ‘burbs
i’m f-cking tired, hit the house, break the lock, jim wired
landlord lookin’ at us, jim start shootin’ fire
landlord’s runnin’ for the stairs, like homeless me, he’s scared
but i had no idea that his kids would really be here
i don’t want no cops, i’m thinking run out the door
his daughter’s preschool age, can’t be more than, like, four
i’m panickin’, stiff as a mannequin
jim’s goin’ commando, he think he in iraq again
they runnin’, jim shootin’, i’m screamin’, “yo, stay calm!”
next thing you know, the cops is here, we must’ve tripped an alarm
[?] a liquor shot, i’m tryna shield up the tot
the pigs started shootin’ reckless ’cause cops is gonna be cops
i’m hit, losin’ consciousness, jim’s still alive
but the landlord’s dead ’cause cops is f-ckin’ incompetent
[outro]
um, [?]
f-ck n-ggas that pose next to cars!

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