KLAP BACKKK

Welcome to the revolution;
Let’s burn this muhhfucka down
Today come retribution
Let’s turn this muhhfucka out
We gon' klaaaaap, baaack, oh
The klap back comin' fast. Yeah
We gon' klaaaaap, baaack, oh
Klap back on that ass
I kould give a fuck about a Karen, your grandmother’s a buzzard
Kall the kops on black kids sellin' water in summer
That’s some next level evil, from a pale she-devil
Know the power she wields over black lives, some are kalled
Ethel, some are kalled Karol
Triggered by a forign tongue, watch her turn feral
Hav the nerve to call us animals, tweets like a bird brain
Tell us «Go back to your kountry,» you ain’t even from here in the first place
Klutchin at your purses when you see
Us komin'
Trust, we ain’t want your funky ass klutch
You kan stop kallin' kops on us, it’s not unusual
For us to barbekue with more flavor than you do
Privilege Patty goin' viral on YouTube
She get fired, then it’s Betty Boo-hoo
Trigger Violent Veronikas in Fox News interviews
The sad shit, it’s not new news. Look at all the
Premature ends of premature black men
By a white lie told to a white boyfriend
Have a child on trial, black boy feel fear
Kause the judge ain’t fair, and the jury ain’t peers
Kryin krocodile tears, while she lyin' on a life
She kuttin' his short, with a Jim Krow knife
She ain’t never met the boy, but she kall him monster
14 years-old, he kould’ve been a doktor
They find him guilty, but they already stole away his innocence
Even if they find him innocent, it make no difference
Break into his residence, militants of wickedness
The incidents that followed forever be labeled infamous
Now when Sob Story Sheryl kome kryin'
We remember that black boy, and all the others like him
So I don’t give a damn if they drag you through the mud
Till they do you like Emmitt, Karen I don’t give a fuck
Welcome to the revolution;
Let’s burn this muhhfucka down
Today come retribution
Let’s turn this muhhfucka out
We gon' klaaaaap, baaack, oh
The klap back comin' fast. Yeah
We gon' klaaaaap, baaack, oh
Klap back on that ass
I kould give a
Fuck about a Kevin, your grandpops the opps
He a proud kop, probably taught you all about the slop
You’se a pig-headed fool, ate up all that gruel
Now you think it’s your birthright to be on top
You was a highschool jock, sports star with shit grades
Never struggled for a meal, light bill them shits paid
If it wasn’t for your parents, prolly never go to kollege
Send one fat check, and your road’s all paved
Have you koast through life, all of your problems a piece of kake
No krimes on your record, just a kouple mistakes
Flip the akkkusations on the victim call the news fake
Best believe your daddy’s lawyer do whatever it takes
So another feel the pain of the lessons that you ain’t learn
Leave you free to get that kollege degree that you ain’t earn
Reapin' benefits of midnight oil, that you ain’t burn
100 k for doing nothin' at your daddy’s bank firm
You would krack, if you ever got a bad hand
If you ever faced half the struggle of a black man
See, you ain’t ever been tested, kause the system work for you
Every win, low kost so you kan afford to lose
That fire in your heart weak, spark is artificial
A referee kould blow that shit out, you not official
White man speaks his piece, in racist riddles
When it’s Black man turn, tell him shut up and dribble
Wooow. Don’t even get me started on the chief
Tear gas for the photo op, parted up the streets
But you got ya lil straps, so you turn the other cheek
If he took your lil piece, ya heart rates inkrease
You think he kare about you, think again, just look at us
Knees our necks, but they say it’s all love
So skream about the flag at the top of your lungs, unless they
Krucify you like Jesus Kevin, I don’t give a fuck
Welcome to the revolution;
Let’s burn this muhhfucka down
Today come retribution
Let’s turn this muhhfucka out
We gon' klaaaaap, baaack, oh
The klap back comin' fast. Yeah
We gon' klaaaaap, baaack, oh
Klap back on that ass
I say fuck a klan member, your grand wizards are lizards
Kold-blooded killeer kops, under hoods they slither
Black man shake the table, under hoods they shiver
Like we tryna shake the krack, out the hood they shipped us
I got time today, got a lot to say, verse extended length:
Breonna Taylor’s murder couldn’t get a kase
We don’t wanna have to protest and demonstrate
Everyday that we breathin' take tremendous strength
We been hoodwinked, bamboozled, led astray
Kidnapped us and made it seem like a favor to let us stay
How those with no souls gon' teach us to meditate?
Knowin' nothin' of the cultures on which they educate?
Everyday, they eatin' sekonds, we just tryna eat
Everyday they suffokate us, we just tryna breathe
Everyday erase our history, kut the nose off a sphinx
Blind a man if he speak, we just tryna see
See the glass on the ceilings they built; see the blood
On their hands from the bodies they killed;
See the judges give ‘em passes never feel any guilt; see the mud
On the grass, where they stepped on our hills, see the love that they
Have when they makin' money off us
Smile in our faces cause our products bring ‘em profits
Behind klosed doors, they don’t want us in their offices
They’d rather us dead, so they can pick apart our karkasses
Kulture full of vultures, blood suckers and leeches
Yet it’s to their flag they want us to pledge allegiance
Put us in their schools, then underfunded the teachers
Preachin' bout peace, then shot a man for his speeches
So now kome the day that the people had enough
We komin' back tough, this isn’t just a rebuff
And if Amerikkka think’s she’s got it rough
Till they do you like Afrika, I don’t give a fuck