MF Grimm - I Rather Be Wrong lyrics

[Verse 1] Few bullets hit the floor while flying through the air Billie Jean light up concrete, some die there Military weapons against stones, not fair Gun shots in the streets, whole block scared n***az tell you they love you right before they shoot you Hug your momma, cry at your funeral It's terrible, sinful, life here is pitiful God has a dark sense of humor, divine comedy Jokes on you, punch line is tragedy It's not what he say, it's how he deliver it Louis Armstrong gas me, said it was wonderful Bush lit the match, show souls are flammable Push me, don't, I'm close to the edge War, I keep falling but I'm laying on floor So deep, drowning but I'm not in water In Hell, inferno, inhale, breathe fire In Heaven, internally, exhale, leaven Lucifer Fail my objective, can never be president Although I have all the criminal qualifications So now I guess I'm just like Colin Powell Lack of real power and blood on the conscience Some Caucasians see black as being contagious Their children love us and now act the strangest Wish they could go back to days when they hang us Man them days they hung us is still among us We got fake revolutionaries trying to mislead us Won't bust they guns, in the head they just beat us Fight they own kind instead of ones who mistreat us Mechanicals for revolution Che Guevara never got 'em He couldn't be bought by the demons who shot him So don't give me that power to the people sh** Unless you about the sh**, too many n***az died for it Old timers known how to spot who's legit Real bankers are pros and know who's counterfeit Do or live free lunch, that's who I roll with We out here exposing hoes and foes the way we should Living good, not giving back to the hood sh** changed, the Klan's black wearing hoods Prove me wrong, I wish brothers would In this song, cause I rather be wrong [Scratched chorus] Situation is life or d**h [Verse 2] I learned the worse devil in the world's a black one They'll speak your language, talking slang son If detected, here's come another one Where these n***az coming from? Bred with self hatred Eating master's scraps, feeling that they made it Black churches and buses fire bombed and raided Program American Hunger, so they ate it Cook grams iron chef, ghetto gourmet Slow jams, while get high forget problems No man's an island, but each one's a monster sh** ain't never gonna change, we can't solve them How can a nation build when they don't love each other? No promise land, only misery prolong But in this song I rather be wrong [Scratched chorus] [Verse 3] Armstrong Williams endorsed Bush to k** millions Your skin is black, but for you I have no feelings Your fouls are flagrant, you secret agent I speak for a tribe still alive but lost Your ancestors will haunt you 'til you see the light Condoleezza Rice, how you sleep at night? I guess the devil tucked you in real tight Take a look in a mirror b**h you are not white What do they have on you? Something ain't right The vow taken by the president at the inauguration Never let this become a n***a nation But they're like roaches, plan B space station Just incase they get the heart, choose to fight And want a war, can't take it no more Make these n***az literally reach for the stars Throwing rocks will never reach Mars, can't touch this k** 'em off, see who survives the sequel It's un-American, n***az will never be equal f** them jiggaboos, they not even people It's not a myth; they're only three-fifths Ay that n***a lover, what was on his mind? Probably had n***a in him, knew he was they kind Now a n***a for life, that's why pennies don't shine Show nonbelievers matter's controlled by the brain Grimm's David Blaine, for the world display pain All those multiple contusions and bruising illusions Magna Carta, OG Constitution Twelve fifteen, master plan for prostitution The king is a pimp wearing j**els to executions Father against son, that was the revolution We didn't matter, so please don't be flattered Africa was shattered, our blood was splattered I've died before so I don't fear Took two thousand years for a n***a to reappear Gotta k** me cause I'm powerful, I know the deal Memorize lines, go along with the script Will my execution make my people flip? Will disciples be trife and slip? Please come together all Bloods and Crips, make purple Save your people, they counting on you to k** yourselves It's time for us to make a change, I rather be wrong We now hanging ourselves There's no excuse no more, gotta come together Gotta get sh** right, sh** is too f**ed up It's been f**ed up for a long time man It's beyond color though, just need to get our heads together People don't realize what this world is for sh** ain't for us to f**ing fight each other Motherf**ers think man, think Life is too short for this sh** Running around in circles man, like rats in a maze