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haseeb - droppin كلمات أغنية

bombs dropped over baghdad, boom/
bombs dropped over afghans, bang/
gas in the sky of syria, choke/
hard to breathe, pray god hearing em’, yup/
the white house full of idiots, yeah/
the media is still inferior, shush/
listen what i’m tellin’ ya, this is just a rap man/
kids twelve years old, straps on their back man/
eatin’ more pellets than a muh-f-ckin pacman/
followed by the ghosts of his mom’s and his dad’s, fam/
was it government or rebels?/
is it isis or the russians?/
or america with gunships?
this ain’t call of duty bro, they don’t re-sp-wn/
congress ain’t doing sh-t, they don’t reform/
politics got me off, feeling deformed/
we ain’t informed cuz’ we ain’t on the ground!/
draggin’ squares on my porch../
relapsed on the chain smoking, feeling depressed/
every single pull, now i’m feeling de-stressed/
really can’t sleep, but i know i need rest/
caught up in my own ambition/
forgot there was a bigger mission/
i know that twitter got our fingers itchin’/
this game really got my mind switchin’/
tell me what i do this for, i don’t really know/
looking deep in my soul bro, i had to explore/
memes ain’t funny when there’s bodies on the floor/
silence of the lambs, paint their blood over doors/

blaow! probably don’t like me now x3
probably never liked me cuz’ my skin is brown/
probably don’t like me, probably don’t like me now/
the truth hurt, if you feel pain, holler if you muh-f-ckas’ feel me/
know they don’t like me, know they don’t like me now/

bad dreams keep running back/
waking up every morning, peep my twitter moments/
every moment, any moment, zombies coming, locked and loaded/
stop opponents coming for my 40 acres, bro they hate us/
i hear em’ talking ’bout a muslim ban../
we got history of j-panese internment, i’m determined/
speak the truth, they be treatin’ us like vermin/
see, my auntie flew to pakistan/
now we sittin’, prayin’, hopin’ that she make it back/
green cards in a stack, pack it with the bags/
this ain’t political bars i’m kickin’ in my raps/
homie this is fam!..like d-mn!/
but i see us tryna’ be celebrities/
i’m just tryna’ hustle, tryna’ earn me some equity/
cop a couple rounds and some heat, that’s necessity!/

- haseeb

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