RLEaz - Fuck Da System

I won't stand in line I move to my own rhythm
I will say what I want I shine light through the prism
I contemplate and strategize whos my next victim
Lyrical ability my choppers gonna sick um
High snares low hats a tempo n a sick drum
Mental in my mind I have some kind of syndrome
I'm angry that every single person is ignorant and fuckin dumb
Fuck you all fuck the government n the public school system

Kick me out of school jus for written a song
You all sensitive pussies n you seem to follow long
Offended by something I may say or do
Two Caucasian ass middle fingers in the air for you
First amendment states I can say what I want no substitution
Fuck the system it's in the constitution
Worried ab me and my mental health
I'll display it I don't need you worry ab myself
Grass I'm smokin green smokin dat kelp
I may be suicidal but I don't need help
Head bobbin n rockin I do my own thing
Won't worry ab me you don't care what I think
My other album proved me right was told to get a shrink
You ain't helpin shit you helpin me go home n drink
I can never sleep in rem memories I'm lost in them
You cannot deny my theorem clearly written words you hear dem

I won't stand in line I move to my own rhythm
I will say what I want I shine light through the prism
I contemplate and strategize whos my next victim
Lyrical ability my choppers gonna sick um
High snares low hats a tempo n a sick drum
Mental in my mind I have some kind of syndrome
I'm angry that every single person is ignorant and fuckin dumb
Fuck you all fuck the government n the public school system

You thought I was done no not done no not yet
You pickin on the wrong kid playin Russian roulette
What if I went home hung myself n snapped on my fuckin neck
Or the next day came back n stabbed thirty people in they back
Put dead pile of children in the janitors closet ina stack
Or lied about everything came back n came strapped
Made the halls a literal actual huh blood bath
Jus for everything to be eventually be fuckin rapped
N As for all you haters n rappers I have you mapped
I think the laws in schools are the reason dat we're shot at
So many what if's that could have all happened so fast
I was told many times I could've sued your fucking ass
But I thought why not fuck it let's make a fucking rap
If I was suicidal or homicidal you pushed me to the past
So if I went home killed myself or came to school with a gun here's a fact
You lost Either way you'd have a dead fuckin kid in yo lap

I won't stand in line I move to my own rhythm
I will say what I want I shine light through the prism
I contemplate and strategize whos my next victim
Lyrical ability my choppers gonna sick um
High snares low hats a tempo n a sick drum
Mental in my mind I have some kind of syndrome

Written by:
Reese Brasseur

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