Loud - Evil Needle, Naji

Speech, we need something savage for the weak

Meek ain’t inheriting shit, that’s on me

Sky is gray again, shit, that’s on me

I wonder who the martyr is

Who’s gonna be the founding father

And what’s it gonna look like

When my daughter’s here, yeah

Questions, questions, anybody?

No wrong answers, we the lobby

Unify the people cause we sloppy

Land of a divine dichotomy

We got left hands rolling Maseratis

And the right hand pushing off hungry bodies

But regardless, ain’t nobody sorry

Nah, nah ain’t nobody sorry

Guns are blazing for today, on me

Closing up the shop

I stay lowkey

Someone take me out my mind