White Flag - Gon

I’m from the South side

Where everything is handled with a mouth ride

Since 7, I have planned to come and out rhyme

The many rappers standing in to doubt my

Eventually gets damaged and no company touches me publicly

And those who govern me come for me, cause we comfortably declare war on perjury

They stubbornly clung to the love to be judging me

And the only slugs that be touching me work for airport security

Rare form of certainty

Therefore refer to me as Gon

That’s mechanic and I dare coroners to breathe

Just trying to let them know

What makes you think

You could come spit a garbage verse and I’mma let it go?

You rap, why you acting like you made a bling

If all the rappers on Earth died, it wouldn’t change a thing

This is the most useless job, you’re getting paid to sing

I don’t really get how you feel you’ve earned the fame it brings

Why they try to keep you locked up?

I don’t know

Why they always try to stop us?

I don’t know

Why it always seems you got fucked?

I don’t know

Maybe cause my whole career has been a low blow

Why you always trip (…)

I don’t know

Are you gonna get scared and say shit?

I don’t know

So you gonna sit there and take it?

Hell no Joe

I’mma find that swine and put him in a chokehold!

You are not deep, you are a sandbag

So do not reach for what you can’t grab

Am I wrong?

Am I too pissed?

Do I get too mad, when they shoot kids?

13 Hundred in three weeks that lost (…)

So don’t wave your white flag in my name

Don’t wave your white flag in my name

Cause I will not stand for that shit anymore

Peace in Palestine, they say resist with rap

How cute, we’ll make a song and then they’ll give it back

You’re just a man trying to wrestle with his emptiness

I’m just a man disassembling your skeleton

I’m getting tired of these wires in your President

You’re just a liar who the fire won’t be gentle with

I don’t desire to inquire about your sentences

Cause I’m a lion and a lion don’t address a pig

Why write a song?

I’m trying to wire bombs

Walking… with a firearm

Why hide at all?

I’m down to die for God

They are the enemy, I know what fucking side I’m on

Just graze, y’all are sheep for Americans

That’s why you feel your heart beat when they’re hearing this

It’s one thing to know that you’re weak and be scared as shit

And another to always dream and not dare to live

You know the government is hearing all this?

I don’t care!

Why are they behaving so response-less?

I don’t know!

How about discussing this in Congress?

I won’t stare into the eyes of a motherfucker with no soul!

What if that verse gets you arrested?

I don’t care!

Are you sure you ain’t gonna regret this?

I don’t know!

Maybe it’s better if you just end this

I don’t care, like church, I listen to nothing that I’m told there!

You are not deep, you are a sandbag

So do not reach for what you can’t grab

Am I wrong?

Am I too pissed?

Do I get too mad, when they shoot kids?

13 Hundred in three weeks that lost (…)

So don’t wave your white flag in my name

Don’t wave your white flag in my name

Cause I will not stand for that shit anymore!

How must I resist?

Why do I exist

If not to strike them down with an iron fist?

Rather be feared as an evil demon leading war

Than to protest all peacefully and be ignored

So I act disrespectful to losers and (…)

Wish I had many weapons to shoot her

My concern is who passed and their deaths in the future

Your concern is with fads and celebrity rumors

I wish seventy tumors to appear on your rectum

People are in fear but you lecture the deaf/dumb

A lot of us already died and you won’t battle back

If my prophet was still alive he wouldn’t stand for that

If the prophet was on my mind I wouldn’t stand to rap

But a quality of the wise is to abandon that

And I’ve had it Jack, but haven’t given up

In the cheering crowd, I’m the man who has his finger up

I, I, I am not gonna lie, I would rather, rather just not be alive

Than have to, have to suck a cock to survive

I drop any line I cock any 9, I, I do not got a Glock

But I’ll try my luck with a stick or a rock or a knife

I’ll suck when the shit settles drop from the sky, flies

Right over your eyes like it’s fine…