paroles de chanson What's Real - Kane Smego

Cold cock the system
Patrol cars and prisons
The mowed lawns of bigots
Them folks all complicit
It's no time for crickets
Or robots with gimmicks
Who botox their lyrics, their lines just fade,
Mine get engraved in the mind like the faith in divine
'Cause I'm taking my time when I pray
To the microphone gods, when the rifle smoke rise
Our devices don't lie, this a slice of warm pie
'Merkin style, when ISIS don't fly
We still got terror when the lights'll roll by
So the truth we tell to soften the burn of the madness
Salute who fell to coffin, the urn or the casket
Coupe Deville our confidence certainly lacking
Remove the veil take off the tourniquet fastened
To the last leg of our self-doubt, we fly now
Fists to the sky and a battle cry, we mobbed out
Arms out, ready for the world
Cut another gem, a machete to the pearl, uh
Arms out, ready for the world
We gon' let it burn they till get what they deserve

The war don't stop till warden drops the chains
The robocops, the chokeholds got to change
It's bonafide they photoshopped the game
Made dodo Trump the locos' tyrant king

Real rappers we write, yuh
Real fathers don't leave us
Real prophets don't hate, nah
Try to pass off malice as the gospel of Jesus
Real leaders don't lie
Real protectors don't shoot, nah
Out of fear of the dark
Put another black body at the bottom of a tomb, huh

The war don't stop till warden drops the chains
The robocops, the chokeholds got to change
It's bonafide they photoshopped the game
Made dodo Trump the locos' tyrant king

Real talk real soldiers seek peace
Real love is not a yoke
Real talk real men don't push
When any part of a woman says 'no'
Real patriots stand
For more than a flag, for their countrymen's back
Real power ain't a badge
Or a real soft spot on the government's lap

The war don't stop till warden drops the chains
The robocops, the chokeholds got to change
It's bonafide they photoshopped the game
Made dodo Trump the locos' tyrant king