Triz Nathaniel - Blessed be the Shooter

Blessed be the shooter, may the Lord open this snake pit
And we'll paint the way to the future with the blood of all these rapists
They is like a tumor and the sooner that we shake it
The sooner you boomers keep us from going fuckin' apeshit
They make a bitch go from Coltrane to Body Count Basie
Freedom be an acquired taste, we got a lot on our plate, B
In the dark like Arya Stark
That's word to Maisie
They face me and take a loss
But the L is raw, it's like Tracee
Dee-dee, sweetie, time to go catch a predator by his toe
She know his info and licked 10 shots getting in the door
Either way he getting clapped but he tryna get out the window
Either way he catch 22 'cause a bitch packing extendos
Blinded by the spite
Going Super Saiyan tonight
With blond hair and a gun
Like shorty playing Skylar White
'Cause you know the saying right?
"If she's old enough to bleed,
She's old enough to carry a razor
And cut your face up into little pieces of meat"
Cracker please
We ain't going back to no slave ship
All that hate we facing
In a way it's the same shit
So I don't care if you was giant
Stay the fuck up out my way bitch
'Cause all of y'all is the same height
When you're lying on the pavement
Blessed be the shooter, may the Lord open this snake pit
And we'll paint the way to the future with the blood of all these rapists
They is like a tumor and the sooner that we shake it
The sooner you boomers keep us from going fuckin' apeshit
They make a bitch go from Coltrane to Body Count Basie
Freedom be an acquired taste, we got a lot on our plate, B
In the dark like Arya Stark
That's word to Maisie
They face me and take a loss
But the L is raw, it's like Tracee
They want us back in Gilead
Fuck outta here - never that
I got a big head with some big dreads
So you know I don't never cap
I'm a lil' bit El Chapo
A lil' bit Barack yo
And i'm here to help a sister get a big pack like Costco
'Cause she went to university
Got her first degree in murdering
And it'd certainly be a shame
To see that shirt stained burgundy
They turned the streets to Vietnam
So we stay strapped 'til they disarm
'Cause we getting the last laugh
We the epilogue in a sitcom
Cracker please
We ain't going back to no slave ship
All this subjugation
In a way it's the same shit
So I don't care if you was giant
Stay the fuck up out my way bitch
'Cause all of y'all is the same height
When you're lying on the pavement
Blessed be the shooter, may the Lord open this snake pit
And we'll paint the way to the future with the blood of all these rapists
They is like a tumor and the sooner that we shake it
The sooner you boomers keep us from going fuckin' apeshit
They make a bitch go from Coltrane to Body Count Basie
Freedom be an acquired taste, we got a lot on our plate, B
In the dark like Arya Stark
That's word to Maisie
They face me and take a loss
But the L is raw, it's like Tracee

Written by:
Benton Stephens

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