Vampire Citizen - Can You Hear This? (feat. BLUENOSE. & Jahnay the Artist)

You can't call the cops on the po-po
When they got you locked in a choke-hold
Proud boys are taking over America
Sock a Southpaw
Or homie they gon' bury us
Fuck all the demons
Y'all better fall back
Left you a message
You never called back
Peaceful protests
Turn violent in moments
Racism
My generation is sick of it
They know we want it
Like a deadbeat foster child wants a father
Life with no drama
We want Nirvana
Y'all fond of Trump
And that's part of the problem

Tell me Can You Hear This
Tell me Can You Hear This
Oh tell me Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Oh tell me Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This

These crooked vultures we willingly call a parliament
Are acting devilish thinking that they are heaven sent
We don't have a president
We have a crime minister
Even in reality TV he felt sinister
Are these really all the options
Pass the grenadine
Mix it with a vodka soda till we have a Kennedy
Whoa
Shit
I don't trust anyone
How can you run a country if everyone is on the run?
Listen to the people
From preschool
To retirement
Don't make me say it
(Blue just say it)
Fuck the government
They know we want it
Like a deadbeat foster child wants a father
Life with no drama
We want Nirvana
Y'all fond of Trump
And that's part of the problem

Tell me Can You Hear This
Tell me Can You Hear This
Oh tell me Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
They know we want it
Like a deadbeat foster child wants a father
Life with no drama
We want Nirvana
Y'all fond of Trump
And that's part of the problem

Tell me Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This

Can You Hear This
Tell me Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Tell me Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Tell me Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Tell me Can You Hear This

They know we want it
Like a deadbeat foster child wants a father
Life with no drama
We want Nirvana
Y'all fond of Trump
And that's part of the problem

Tell me Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This
Can You Hear This

Mother-father moms
Playing all parental roles
Daddy's locked up
With no chance of parole
Drugs flowin in
Given dividends
Got no fucking friends
Tryna find a way to make the ends meet
Debit or EBT
Diploma or GED
MTV or BET
NBA or take a knee
I said I'm simmering
Knowing Zimmerman killed a man
With an Arizona tea chillin in his hand
Ion understand why we still can't beat
Why we still can't breathe
We just march in the street
Sayin if we don't get justice
Then you won't get no peace
I ain't ever gonna apologize for this side of me
Po-po keep on ridin me
If you keep on tryin me
Shout my soliloquy
Fuck that 4 times 3

Written by:
Alexus Patterson, Julian Weinstein, Kyle Buckley, Liam Levinson, Matthew Baratz

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