Ben Tenason - #Bruja (Whole City Behind Us) lyrics

(Verse 1) This is country stank Like Dolly Parton farting begging your pardon Moving through the lane buying Winston light cartons I'm poppin off at the lip like a piston f** you the horse you rode on and the pot you piss in I'm the dark a**a**in With every blade I fashion It's empowered by my pa**ion And thrusted with yah's a**istance My rate is growing monthly n***a Im gaining interest Ill be rich and post my statement all over Pinterest I flipped this rap sh** from an art into a science Once a practice of mortals Now more of a gift from titans Beats are like a kitchen My tongue is like an appliance My lyrics are the food Bon Aba teet my n***a try it I'm a BON so my wallets on a diet Cheese and lettuce fish thats breaded juicy slices of papaya Imma end the world like the Mayans Possessing posidens trident I don't understand why you n***as tryin Cause I'm f**in ruthless Ill beat a p**y bald until it turns to Rufus Rappin is my training my dragon And I'll leave you toothless I'm poetic you pathetic Oh yes I went there I said I racist with all black faces Leaving n***as in nooses You slower than mola**es I'm kickin all of ya a**es Giving you gashes Making youfuture rappers Into the past tense Music made me who I am Failing just ain't in the plan They say I'm gone with the wind Well my dear I just don't give a damn (hook) x2 Don't touch that f**in dial Don't bag my f**in style Imma smoke you muthaf**as Like yo name was black and mild (verse 2) I'm an activist On this rappin sh** I won't pa** a fist cause I'm pacifist In this story I am the protagonist Mother f**ers have complex of Edipus On some plankton sh** I'll kick your carapus Up and down bikini bottom b**h I think something just got into me I see you as my enemy Based off of subliminal imagery I feel society performing Lobotomies It's taking my brain but there is no stoppin me From achieving my destiny Haters rest in piece Imma rolling locomotive With motives to move forward Pa** the bullsh** Cause sh** the past offered Was harder than exams for the quarter in harvard I hardly ever seen documents that honored The hard work i figured on how to conquer The world is polluted Our mind are diluted We got lil brothas shootin To keep pointless titles undisputed I was never defeated I just considered Being beaten As bitter demons Fighting to keep A kindled spirit from dreaming