Lyrics 200 Shells - Dēdric Dean

Birds chirpin' turned twenty-three from twenty-two
Hope thirty's in the future
Vice grip and sutures pullin' on the wound
Lose a tooth
Jaw wired shut can't speak it through
What am I to do
They Charged up
Breakin' news alarm us
Suburban smokin' with no intent to spark up
Innocent face them with her arms up
Finna shoot regardless
Large truck armored with the hard stuff
Pass judgment on a poster
Holster hold 200 shells half dozen crossed over
Too young traumatized never travel again
Ashes on the ground from a product of sin
Really startin' to feel like nobody safe
They massacring kids to genocide our own race
Really starting to feel like nobody safe
It's no color
It's civilians little children
Spreadin' substance it's the villain killin'
Topic got me hot not chillin'
Government will to get their billions
DNA got no feeling cause they genetics corrupt
Value all this money right above all the blood
Drip slow
How we not not got control
Because this twenty-twenty not nineteen oh four
And this young culture
It's gotta be woke
I said this all more than memes
Mane this shit ain't no joke
Jo Roge and Elon musk blow the bush
Got censorship to make sure that nobody look
Check the books all crooks
Guilty as the motha fuckin' cook
I think wickedness gon' always be misunderstood

Two hundred two hundred two hundred
Shells down south on the coast
Two hundred two hundred two hundred
Shells left down on the floor
Two hundred two hundred two hundred
Shells down south on the coast
Two hundred two hundred two hundred
Shells left down on the floor