[CptdDcpt]

Society don't luv me but I don't give a fucc
so when I see someone slippin watch my anger erupt
warnins I don't give out, let me be blunt
robbed of my needs so I'm takin what I want
whoever's down ride wit me on this mission called Get Back
freedom by any means back in the fifties I'd be strapped
hide out full of ammunition cuz these klansmen be trippin
til I put a bullet in em, now all they doin is drippin
wont see me sittin at the lunch counter gettin mocked
bulletproof vest mobbin in soundin automatic shots
got them white boys runnin for the hills, I made the front page
they plottin to take my life and destroy my whole race
so I'm grabbin granades watchin they hate blow up in they face
the Lord did good not creatin me in them days
I'd die before I submit to pickin cotton
was told I couldn't read or write watchin these Uncle Tom's jockin
house niggaz, fear had them bound followin every command
I'd kill before a klan touch me wit his hands
wont be lynchin me cuz I'ma be dead before they could
laid out along with 85% of these woods cuz they lives I took.