[Billie Eilish & Curry] Babe, when you the siren sounds When the karma come back 'round, let me down Babe, there's a to stand your ground if one of them sounds, don't let me down
[Denzel Eyesight is a gateway to a new day and the hate With a new height and the feet on a airplane yellin' "Mayday" With a good girl gone bad girl who gay cause her date rape That's a metaphor for the US 'cause they got us all in the same of mind, brain is minimized, put me on the news, only criticize Revolution never be televised For the enemy, they empathize And I never voted, never coat it With my finger and my gun loaded When the fire open, let it be moment When I shoot the if he not demoted, then bang! This for Trayvon and Tree, burn the and chronic Speakin' honestly, we livin' in colonies, CNN and comedies Monstrosity run rampant all United States Talkin' about let's make a fort, talkin' let's make it great If the shoes fit, tie it, grab the guns and Time to run with lions on the to Zion In this age of violence, time to grab the When I pop the silencer, it's nothing but when-
[Billie Eilish & Denzel Babe, you hear the siren sounds When the karma come 'round, don't let me down Babe, there's a time to stand your Even if one of them sounds, don't let me
[J.I.D] Uh, look, Ba-aby, I'm a fool because I you would stay whether I win or I lose already think we dead But they continue to shoot, I'm gon' cover my head I need to duck and I move, I bust a move I- Find a way to get on and get up, get out the I was just into the mirror, tryna dislocate my fear 'Cause you my heart, let me dry my tears So serious, I'm so In the wrong direction with a long erection, got no But it's, "fuck the world" We should bend it over, being But did I mention my real intentions are? Really with the consequences And I see your tone is condescending I talk to you, but no you won't admit it And I pity the fool, tryna to vent, but you ain't tryna hear it Like I'm not in here, but you gotta it how much you mean off to the side (oh, shit) Oh say can you see a hundred dead in the street the dust early like double Sprite, and a R.I.P. tee So proudly, gleam, let the gun blow in the night time Of the slum house, drum bump of the 1,000 (come, here they come)
[Billie & Denzel Curry] Babe, when you hear the sounds the karma come back 'round, don't let me down Babe, a time to stand your ground Even if one of them sounds, don't let me
Curry] Birds chirpin', dogs barkin', kids missin', milk Soul dark as black markets, war is startin', more is Historic prophets praise Diff'rent Strokes, Drummond Gave me crack, like I'm plumbin', Jesus Christ, second Cut myself, now I'm numbin', never scared, never one, I'm one hunnid, pray for me, pray for London Guilty me, he ain't done and gun me down, all for President in abundance, president is a hate it, gotta love it, Pass a class, I rise above it Wise enough, advise the public, bust, screamin' "fuck it" Donald Trump, Donald Duck, what the fuck is the Now we stuck, in a rut, ain't what I envisioned What is what? is guts when you don't have intuition? Not a saint, not a sin, tell me what's my religion? Genocide, Genesis, say it's a new beginnin' I'm a sinner, you a sinner, I can see the grinnin', damn