YUNG-RARE
ANTI-ANTHEM
[Hook]
Fuck that
Fuck you
Fuck this (ah)

God damn, bitch I be mad for no reason
If you don't give a fuck
Throw your middle fingers up
Bang your chest again so

I can’t scream, no no no
I can't breath, yeah yeah yeah
I can't scream, no no no
I can’t breath, in America

[Verse]
I just wanna walk the streets and break shit
I'm sick, I'm tired
I'm sick n***a, fuck this
Can't even trust shit
N***as get pulled over police start bustin

They want war we gon give it to em
Bitch I'm the angel of death, I got my Glock on my chest
Feds will take away my life if they ever hear about it
But I'd rather do the time then get caught up without it
(Suck my) n***as must be buggin they ain't fuckin with me
Got my brother by my side, pistol clutchin with me
It ain’t nothin to bust ya (yo)
It ain’t nothin to roast ya (no)

If he a n***a then we all n***as
We ball with him, rob shit, shoot cops and fall with him
Bitch I'm tryna go to war, til I fall upon my sword
Are you really tryna die for your country, n***a?

[Hook]
Fuck that
Fuck you
Fuck this (ah)

God damn, bitch I be mad for no reason
If you don’t give a fuck
Throw your middle fingers up
Bang your chest again so

I can't scream, no no no
I can't breath, yeah yeah yeah
I can't scream, no no no
I can’t breath, in America