paroles de chanson It's the Law (Farewell Goodbye Addio, Uncle Tom) - Quelle Chris feat. U.G.L.Y. Boy Modeling

It's God's and Nature's Law
That man attempt to prevail over his better man
Better to remember, that God is white
Would you mind repeating?
God is White; and as long as God is white
We will prevail over all other races

Let he who is without cast the first 'Get-out-of-our-country'
Oh, the hypocrisy
Another tongue in cheek altar to Democracy
To help normalize the day to day atrocities
By the law of the land, as planned by the man upstairs
From Lehem with the long blonde hair
Oh, the irony
All these multi-culti hatin' whities
Who fetishize some brown on ivory
AKA bless the USA
In the true blue bloods who trust, American Way
Hate in the name of love
Sin ain't a sin of the pen, push Them vs. Us
From under the ship to behind a truck
Behind the truck to the back of the bus
Now we makin' it?
Or going back where we was?
Progress is a long road
So buckle up

'Cause it's the law, it's the law, nigga
It's for me, it's for you, it's for all niggas
If God made the law, you should follow it
Just like God made this dick, you can swallow it
Bless the law, it's the law, nigga
It's for them, it's for they, it's for all niggas
'Cause God made the law, you should follow it
Just like God made these balls, you get the God damn joke

One oath, your hope went up in God damn smoke
Skin worn thin, from the whips and the ropes
Yo, I ain't scholarly, but why hate equality?
Lest you despise my rise and think it brings you down with me
Monkeys who gang bang chained to the streets
Honkeys with game brain armed to the teeth
Both full of hate served on plates by the same chefs
Of death, feeding open wounds, open flames
Can't handle the truth
What they do to the least, they'd do to the chief
And the priest if they need
Released binds and bonds, but our minds are all fucked
Being the tried is a wild ride so buckle up, 'cause

It's the law, break the law, nigga
It's for white, it's for black, it's for all niggas
God made the law, we should follow it

Just like God made the heavens and the earth
And it was so
And God saw everything he made
And behold, it was very good

Dark skinned nigga in a European suit
Whip that drive the shit is European too
My Uncle Tom went to Paris, house with European views
Like, "Hey nephew, your black ass could be European too"
Shooting dice with Kanye in a MAGA hat
The real niggas in they Gucci couldn't handle that
Two real niggas in Ralph Lauren try and battle rap
That ass beefer than mine, ate the whole cattle's back
Get mad, my G, he didn't get the message
Went to the beauty supply store to buy 'em more oppression
The rigs of the mind, the most leathalist of weapons
I'ma need me some more white privilege and good credit
Goyard bags and yeah, a real hood necklace
Still feel me a little disrespected
Would I need more leverage
When killin' niggas in hoodies like that shit a hood fetish?

It's the law, it's the law niggas
It's for me, it's for y'all, it's for all of us
For the straight, for the coochie and the ball lickas
For the law, for the black, for the white, it's for all

I
Could
Stand
In
The middle
Of
Fifth Avenue
And
Shoot somebody
And
I
Wouldn't
Lose