The Pack is Back (feat. Isaac Pittman) - FUGE Camps

This is a Homage beat I'm hearing sirens out my window playing instrumentals It was his birthday but the cops didn't get the memo He worked a 9 to 5 and always kept an open mind They mistaken his wallet for a loaded, may I speak about the times I vandalized abandon homes? No I'm not perfect, in my closet there's a bag of bones But that don't give America the right to fear my skin tone Put your lens, recognize that we are the targets up in this war zone If love is war, then war is love and we can't get enough Attacking all these countries for whatever they ain't giving up Innocent kids crying, the president is steady lying Before every award show, an idol is steady dying What do I know? I'm just a sideshow rapper With lyrics hard enough to stand right beside those rappers you all praising But this is not to mention no names. They wishing well to me, so it's only right to give change That's commonsense but fuck the cents, I'll throw a few bucks I'm dropping knowledge like it's water, hope you're soaking some up Quench your thirst for the fame. This that food for the brain You either pushing weight or push your weight for personal gain Me and Smoovv is congruent, the way that we stay moving These rappers too redundant, square buttons, they stay shooting Make believe guns, you ain't scaring nobody Bring the yellow tape and sirens, Fixx just caught him a body (BAH) Hearing sirens out my window as I nod to instrumentals (Yea) Fuck picket signs still pickin' up pieces from past trauma (Fuck) That's been passed down like collection plates, tryin to excavate Get to the source of coerced soars Showin no remorse (No remorse) sense the fall of the Moors (The Moors) Dirty prosecutors retire then join boards (Dam) Move in silence I can't live in solace knowin' slavery is not abolished (Not abolished) Keep my mind polished (Mind polished), equivalent to hollow tips in the 4 pound (Bah, bah, bah) As shots ring the block bleeds another queen pleads collapsing to her knees (Ricky) Supreme beings suppressed by corruption of the C.R.E.A.M (Dolla dolla bill, dolla dolla bill) suppressed by corruption of the C.R.E.A.M They might school you don't let them fool you Not with the Voodoo (They not) They getting wicked with the words (Casting spells), ya heard Might wanna observe what they pitchin' foo Is you itchin' after intervention, twitchin', tickin', kaboom Resurrect from the tomb I come to consume feel em' with doom Dreadful as I enter the room, is it the hair or the shadow I cast (I don't know) Cause the melanation dawg it cannot be surpassed (Never)