RIOT

I AM SICK AND FUKKIN TIRED OF

OLD

WHITE

DIKKS

RUNNIN THIS COUNTRY INTO

DEEP

PILES

OF SHIT

YOU THINK WE'RE WEAK BUT

YOU AIN'T

SEEN US

MAD

FUKK WITH US MORE AND

YOU'LL FIND

OUT

FAST

STOP!

Run it back a bit

Ay

Ay

Ay

Like I said, I'm sick of this!

Old white fukks, who don't give a single shitt

Bout the real fukkin problems of the common fukkin people

Is it really so much to ask to be treated like equals?

They don't get it

And I don't think they ever will

Sitting up in their mansions making us pay their bills

Fo'real, that's the deal

And sometimes I feel like I should steal

From these rich ass fukks

Wish I could stay behind and watch them squeal

STOP!

Run it back again

Ay

Ay

Ay

It’s gettin' harder just to breathe these days

With all the lies and all the hate, they pave our way

They build their walls

We build our rage

And when we rise, we’ll burn the stage

They say we’re blind,

But we see it all

They wanna watch us trip and fall

But nah, we won’t be silent

Not gonna play it quiet

We’re ready to riot

Take it back!

Take it all back now

Power to the people, put the old guard down

They play their games

We’ve had enough

Time to stand up

Time to get rough

Sick of the same shitt, day after day

Same old dikks in the same old way

But when we march,

We march in fire

To burn down all their filthy empires