Lyrics SMOKE FEDS NOT FENT! - Yung Rare

For those of you asking
"Is my gun legal"
(Where you looking?)
FUCK no, my gun ain't legal boy, the fuck?
Do I look like a law-abiding citizen to you nigga?
(UH!)

Burn it down!
51/50!
Turn-Turn it up!
If you feelin' like an asshole! (Yeah, yeah!)
One more rule, and I-
One more law, and I-
One more case, and I-
One more day, that I-

I am Methuselah
Born again hard!
Politicians fuckin' bitches
We gon' rip 'em apart!

Wake up in the- (SHIT!)
All we care about is- (SHIT!)
And the government is- (SHIT!)
So the media is- (SHIT!)
All they feeding us is- (SHIT!)
We be breathing in they- (SHIT!)
I'm so sick of fucking- (SHIT!)
(Yeahhhhh!)
I'm so sick of fucking!

I think I need a GUN for this next part!
I think I need a-
RPG, hard to kill!
R.O.E = "Shoot to Thrill" again
Blues inside of my M16
Screws inside of my I.E.D
(WHOA!)
Walk 'round pipe on me
F-E-D gon' D-I-E
Right now!
Find a cop!
Flag him down!
Steal his car and drag him out!
Choke his ass, and throw him round!
Bitch look who resisting now!
Yes, sir!
Nice to meet ya
.45 ACP delete ya!
Magazine finna go right to eat ya!
Niggas and hoes gon' fight to beat ya lights out!
Damn, song ain't finished
Something ain't right
Wait a damn minute!

Wake up in the- (SHIT!)
All we care about is- (SHIT!)
And the government is- (SHIT!)
So the media is- (SHIT!)
All they feeding us is- (SHIT!)
We be breathing in they- (SHIT!)
I'm so sick of fucking- (SHIT!)
(I THINK I'M GONNA-)
"crash."
And we will never die, 'for we liable to-
"crash."
Better write yo' fuckin' will, get some steel, 'for the-
They, gon'
DO-YOU-BAD!
They wanna
DO-YOU-BAD!
Take that fuckin' check away, yo résumé
What do you have?

I live in a low-income housing environment that goes by the
Government name of "Section 8"
I would like to warn you
I am a very dangerous person

"Then why are you drinking tap water
You fucking calcified RETARD?"

SON OF SAM!
One of us
Inside the pit I fuckin' resurrect
Lazarus!
This is the part we fuckin'
Get high! Disconnect from us
Suppress, oppress the best of us
Get rich and burn the rest of us
Our life will be the death of us!
Huh, Yeah!
Word to my brother
Gun-down underground
Trust no other!
Huh, Yeah!
Word to my bitches
.50 cal get 'em down
Dig no ditches!

5-4-3- 2

Wake up in the- (SHIT!)
All we care about is- (SHIT!)
And the government is- (SHIT!)
So the media is- (SHIT!)
All they feeding us is- (SHIT!)
We be breathing in they- (SHIT!)
I'm so sick of fucking- (SHIT!)
All we care about is- (SHIT!)
And the government is- (SHIT!)
So the media is- (SHIT!)
All they feeding us is- (SHIT!)
We be breathing in they- (SHIT!)
I'm so sick of fucking- (SHIT!)
(Yeahhhhh!)
I'm so sick of fucking!

Me and a group of my allies posses unregistered firearms
Stolen vehicles, mind-altering inhibitors
And I regularly disobey the law