[Billie Eilish & Curry] Babe, when you hear the sounds When the karma back 'round, don't let me down Babe, there's a time to stand your Even if one of them sounds, don't let me
[Denzel is a gateway to a new day and the same hate With a new and the same feet on a airplane yellin' "Mayday" With a girl gone bad girl who ain't gay cause her date rape That's a metaphor for the US 'cause they got us all in the state of mind, brain is minimized, put me on the news, only criticize Revolution will never be For the enemy, they empathize And I never voted, never coat it With my finger itchin' and my gun When the fire open, let it be your When I the sheriff if he not demoted, then bang! This for and Tree, burn the bush and chronic honestly, we livin' in colonies, CNN sitcoms and comedies Monstrosity run rampant all throughout United Talkin' about let's make a fort, about let's make it great If the fit, tie it, grab the guns and riot Time to run lions on the road to Zion In this age of violence, time to the iron When I pop the silencer, nothing but silence when-
Eilish & Denzel Curry] Babe, when you the siren sounds the karma come back 'round, don't let me down Babe, a time to stand your ground Even if one of sounds, don't let me down
[J.I.D] Uh, look, Ba-aby, I'm a because I thought you would stay whether I win or I lose They already we dead But they continue to shoot, I'm gon' cover my head I need to duck and I move, I bust a move I- Find a way to get on and get up, get out the I was just looking into the mirror, dislocate my fear 'Cause you my heart, let me dry my tears So serious, I'm so In the direction with a long erection, got no protection But it's, "fuck the world" We bend it over, being over-sensitive But did I mention what my real intentions Really dealin' the consequences And I see tone is very condescending When I talk to you, but no you admit it And I pity the fool, been tryna to vent, but you ain't tryna it I'm not in here, but you gotta hear it Just how you mean off to the side (oh, shit) Oh say can you see a dead bodies in the street the dust early like double Sprite, and a R.I.P. tee So proudly, gleam, let the gun blow in the night time Of the slum house, little bump of the 1,000 (come, come here come)
[Billie Eilish & Curry] Babe, you hear the siren sounds When the karma come back 'round, don't let me Babe, there's a time to stand ground Even if one of them sounds, don't let me
Curry] Birds chirpin', barkin', kids missin', milk cartons dark as black markets, war is startin', more is sparkin' Historic praise Muhammad Diff'rent Strokes, Philip Gave me crack, I'm plumbin', Jesus Christ, second comin' Cut myself, now I'm numbin', never scared, runnin' one, I'm one hunnid, pray for me, pray for London Guilty me, he ain't and gun me down, all for nothin' President in abundance, president is a Gotta hate it, love it, Pass a class, I rise above it Wise enough, advise the public, pistol bust, "fuck it" Donald Trump, Donald Duck, the fuck is the difference? Now we stuck, in a rut, this ain't I envisioned What is what? What is guts when you have intuition? Not a saint, not a sin, tell me my real religion? Genocide, Genesis, they say a new beginnin' I'm a sinner, you a sinner, I can see the devil grinnin',