[part i: trve]
[verse 1]
You don't deserve to know what i'm thinkin'
I'm ego-manic, i'm the cure, i'm a talent connoisseur
Maybe it's all of this alcohol i'm drinkin'
But i'll go batshit, i'll go apeshit
Don't like everyone i hang with
I'm the hottest in this bitch
Fuck being modest in this bitch
Worship me, on your knees
Like i'm a goddess in this bitch (i'm serving)
And i'ma give you hell just for shits and giggles
Make you taste the rainbow, nigga
Make you taste the skittles
[hook]
(talk your shit, birdie, go ahead and talk your shit)
Walk that nigga like a weak ass bitch (and did)
(pop your shit, birdie, go ahead and pop your shit)
I'ma show these niggas that i run this
[chorus]
(tell me the truth) is it money, is it power?
(tell me the truth) am i too scared, am i a coward?
(tell me the truth) got the x factor and the juice (truth, the truth)
(tell me the truth) what's it to you?
(tell me the truth) is it money, is it power?
(tell me the truth) am i too scared, am i a coward?
(tell me the truth) got the x factor and the juice (tell me the cold hard truth)
(tell me the truth) what's it to you? (what's it to you, bitch?)
[verse 2]
My work ethic consistent, i don't have to flex
Let it speak for itself in the music (let it speak)
Keep it on mute how i play my cards close to the chest
You're just jealous of me, fuckin' brutus (bitch, you weak)
But i love to speak my mind (mind)
They call it diatribe (i)
My tongue is ruthless, not rudeness
I'm done bein' polite (ah)
If i can be candid, i think you're a nuisance
Commitment-issued, suicidal self-sabotuer
And if i can be candid, you're not in the lord's plandid plan
You pointin' fingers but i'm just the messenger
[hook]
(talk your shit, birdie, go ahead and talk your shit)
Walk that nigga like a weak ass bitch (and did)
(pop your shit, birdie, go ahead and pop your shit)
I'ma show these niggas that i run this
[chorus]
(tell me the truth) is it money, is it power?
(tell me the truth) am i too scared, am i a coward?
(tell me the truth) got the x factor and the juice (truth, the truth)
(tell me the truth) what's it to you? (woah-oh)
(tell me the truth) is it money, is it power?
(tell me the truth) am i too scared, am i a coward?
(tell me the truth) got the x factor and the juice (tell me the cold hard truth)
(tell me the truth) what's it to you? (yeah)
[outro]
Now run it up, now run it up
Now run it up, bitch
Now fuck it up, now fuck it up
Now fuck it up, sis
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, bitch
Ha-ha (ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha)
New birdie (woo)
[part ii: crime]
[intro]
Aye
There's a lotta y'all, going 'round (yap, yap, yap)
Y'all niggas talkin' 'bout nothing (go figure)
I'm the only one talkin' about something (nigga)
Come on now, peep this shit (i'm comin' in hot, rrr)
[verse]
I'm not really political
But all politicians are criminals
And maybe that's all little bit cynical
But i'm still holdin' on for a miracle
When are we gonna get a leader who can take a stand
We're in dire need by a pop demand
Stop the violence, locate the root of the cause
Just gotta nurture that plant
We don't need revolution, we need retribution
We deserve reparations, pay your contributions
If the ancestors could see us all now, they would turn in their graves
Because we've doomed ourselves far beyond any hope to be saved
Feels like we're living in an endless purge
Got nothing left except our words (but damn)
It feels good to be alive (sing)
(it feels good to be alive)
We just wanna be alive
[outro]
It's a worldwide genocide
Lies mixed with homicide
War-zone weather, high tides
Hide your kids and hide your wives
It's gettin' real fuckin' bleak outside
Save the queens, free palestine