Droppin - Haseeb

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-fuckin 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-spawn/

Congress ain’t doing shit, 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-fuckas' 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 Japanese 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 Damn!/

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!/

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-fuckas' feel me/

Know they don’t like me, know they don’t like me now/