Ghetto People Song

They say the devil’s time is short
So what, sport?
We still ain’t free
They still lying on radio and TV
The centuries turn into minutes; humanity’s finished
Forced organ harvest, what’s for dinner?
Butcher the meat
Chop up the pig
Dig out him ribcage
Blue mountain ridge
Fire burn hot
Ital in a' deh pot
Women head wrap up, she walk round in frock
Bobo dread, wattah bom, Maroon sing-song
How long ya deh a foreigner in a Babylon belly man?
Then you no know?
Fire shot fling stone
Di whole time deh deh a suffer in a mi soul
Bad man dun a van tear off Jah
Try gallavant, every bloodclot ting a get jam
Dis tiger bone tonic son, drink that
Which gyal wan panty fa di pussy bring that
Ghetto people song, only them can sing this one
Bareface, they kyas and clean up the place
I sent a buy front bricks
Man upon road no tek catch a buss man
I know man I still buy ore
Substance dominate rhymes
Styles trail closely behind
They work together, you don’t need to choose sides
Dystopian present times, immigration talk to a leprechaun
Motherfucker ain’t no friend of mine
If he’s worth his weight in sodium, step to the podium
Ingest the polonium
While promoting electroneum
Crypto-sporidium
The next coin for the millenium
Check the chlorine levels before you swim in it
Immigrant: Uncle Sam
Music industry Ombudsman
I heard Ice about to raid Summer Jam
When the sun disappears, the fear of the moon is a shared emotion
Among men everywhere
Meta-Fortnite, nano-mic; volcano cancel your flight
Ash in the air, clash of the titans
Man-made throwing fertilizer in the fan blade
DNA de-energize by high gamma waves, slaves
Close to old age, told to behave
The youth strayed so far from the way they were raised
More locks, more keys, more prisons, more thieves
If pedophilia’s a crime then why they go free?
I rarely generalize, but who goes to parties to consume drugs wrapped in cheese
brie
Inquiring minds don’t give a *flllluck* what you know
They just wanna see the deposit slips, yo
Relocate, move in with grandpa
Meanwhile Grandma goes in to live with prince bandar
Domingo, my nigga
Thanos the rhythm trigger
Percussion paint picture for the everyday listener