BROCKHAMPTON
TALIBAN (GINGER 06)
[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
I told my boys that the funeral was televised
Raising money for my school, wasting hella time
I ain't take the day off to get crucified
And they wonder why we don't trust journalism
Your black skin is black again, they got you turnin' venom
I was in the kitchen, dawg, they was murkin' bitches
This white fist hit my sister, every child n***a
I ain't call it all, I ain't seen it all n***a
But that shit creep up on me when I close my eyes
Ask who, what, who got who, why
Takin' trips just to trip, hallelujah
Caught a sense of some sin, nothing new, yeah
Turn the turntables into something stupid
Got my n***as in the back, we get that loosе side
Lucify, choose your ride, two to hidе
Lose the third world, with work, I need church, ah!

[Bridge]
(Done it all again, this a jam in my backseat)
I- I- It could be-
(Done it all again, this a jam in my backseat)
I- I- I-... It could be- I-
(Done it all again, this a jam in my backseat)
I- It could be me and you
(Done it all again, this a jam in my backseat)
It could be- I-
It could be me and-
[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
I know the Clintons and the Bushes made the Taliban
I've been thinkin' they the ones who need a travel ban
[?]
Killin' babies, knockin' n***as over contraband
I used to play until I felt the [?] in my hands
I look into the world and I need a lorazepam
Goddamn, I need to plan for my future
Fuck the world, I don't need Kama Sutra
Shoot you in the face and beat the case like a Zimmerman
City sizzlin' 'cause evidence tremblin'
The adventures of advent true
Treat my dogs like Rin Tin Tin
Ain't no way I'm civilin'
From the place that I stand and what I stand for
That's the reason that they demand more
Sharp in this pen, ain't nimble as my sword
Every mark that I make on tracks settles scores, bitch