[Hook 1: LooseVoltage]
I'm just a boy in the hood
Want to see a dead body
Did we really bring guns to the party
Did we really bring guns to the party
So much smoke in the room
Can't see who's beside me
Can't trust my judgment when it's cloudy
Paranoid from the thoughts, illuminati
There's a one per-center and a five per-center looking at me
Tryna question me through telepathy, if i'm the answer
To the prophecy how they market me little awkward me
It's probably honestly in an anomaly
Are they trying to body me or embody
Is the profit truly the prodigy
Well if he's talking that real watch how he builds
If a king got a crown then he's got to be
[Verse 1: Loose Voltage]
Ahhh if i end up missing i hope you got a search team for me
I hope you got a helicopter with a spotlight and tell my mama don't worry
I hope that your goal is to bring me back alive
In any case if you have to resuscitate, i hope you bring me back to life
Well understanding how they felt, i'll probably have to save Myself, because it's so backwards
Had to spend half the year, last year, reminding y'all that black lives matter
Trying to steal my light trying to take my lattern,why they want To shut us down every time we gather
Because they rather see us laid in a hospital bed with a dial tone on and a flatline pattern
I've been learning secret teachings they ain't teaching in the Cla**room, got to do the math soon
It's a paradox i'm at paragon and you wonder why we all want to carry guns
Because they merking them, faster that they can rais'em, look With the media thinks of us when they portray us,
Little black kid with no proper education miscommunication we Just talk a different language
What you mean broad, i got plenty money why you hugging on Your purse extra hard when i what pa** looking funny
Looking stupid looking useless and a matter of fact your actions Make me want to do it
And look at this store clerk following me around like i'm some Type of thief or something
Like i didn't ride foreign,to go grocery shop i should o dog him.
And show it to the homey's as a trophy
Before you start judging us you should really, get to know me
First sight probably hand me over to the police,
And wonder why we holler no justice no peace
I've been really trying to be cool and not go overboard the last Thing they want to see is all of us squadded up on one accord
I'm a king best believe i come to take everything you took from Me have to come, to my neck with a noose for me
Gone need Zeus the troop and the super priest, too cool this beast
I should walk with the Justice League, because anybody Standing next to me should be just as real
I didn't wake up, this morning getting dressed to die i woke up dressed to k**
[Bridge: Cosi]
This life crazy they hate it
We fight back
Trying to take back
Don't just stay alive
We trying to stay alive
They live in lies, we trying to stay alive
[Hook: louskiloo]
I'm just a boy in the hood want to see a dead body
Did we really bring guns to the party
Did we really bring guns to the party
So much smoke in the room can't see who's beside me
Can't trust my judgment when it's cloudy paranoid from the Thoughts, illuminati
There's a one per-center and a five per-center looking at me
Tryna question me through telepathy, if i'm the answer
To the prophecy how they market me little awkward me
It's probably honestly in an anomaly
Are they trying to body me or embody
Is the profit truly the prodigy, well if he's talking that real, Watch how he builds, if a kings got a crown then he's got to be