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David Sabastian
David Sabastian
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Sabastian
David Sabastian
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
JulianBeatz
JulianBeatz
Producer
Lil Rod
Lil Rod
Producer
Tracy Futch
Tracy Futch
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I just touched down in Canada Where the Eritrean girls at? Ayy Shoutout Yeah, your melanin comes with superpowers People in power get theirs by taking ours And the black people in power are cowards Scared to lose they houses, cars and notoriety I blame society but that's another subject People dying in public, you step over 'em, fuck it It's easy to blame the governmеnt or the covenant Or the billionairеs who said fuck this shit And hopped on the mothership, like, "Peace, nigga" The vaccine is the mark of the beast, nigga I just seen a tank rolling down my street, nigga Got my city lookin' like the Middle East, nigga It ain't a "bless you" no more if you sneeze, nigga But the bigger issue is I can't find no tissue They make you afraid then turn your fears against you That's the way they get you If you believe that God is in you Then no weapon formed against you can ever get you And I've been tryna stay positive But it's hard just thinkin' 'bout my mom and shit And my next door neighbor just got this shit And outside feel like a zombie apocalypse 2Pac said, "Keep yo' head up, baby Shit might get worse, that's a heads up, baby" But no matter what it's gon' get better As long as we in this shit together I'ma need you to bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it Bounce that ass, b-bounce it I'ma need you to bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it Bounce that ass, bounce Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it B-Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce, b-b-bounce Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it Bounce that ass, bounce, bounce, bounce Stock market crashing, Worldstar captions The dollar is collapsing and niggas keep dancin' Tick tock, tick tock, baby, hit ya woah Wrist watch, wrist watch, I got hublo But it don't mean naythin', just hear what I'm sayin' It's all a game and the rich is watchin' us die for entertainment Nigga, this shit is crazy, we livin' in the matrix Love is the answer, fear is a cancer Fear creates cancer, disease manufactured Elevate, elevate, close yo' eyes and meditate Even in the middle of this shit, nigga, I celebrate All praises to Yahweh, cops killing niggas like all day While the NBA still playin' ball games Fuck it, nigga, lets have a party I been tellin' y'all 'bout martial law And FEMA camps from Colorado to Arkansas To be honest, man, they tryna kill all of y'all, all of us In God we trust, the world is fucked The rich corrupt, the system's stuck I'm horny as fuck but too afraid to fuck Who can I trust? Trust we gon' make it through the pressure But we gotta do it together I'ma need you to bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it Bounce that ass, b-bounce it I'ma need you to bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it Bounce that ass, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it B-Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce, b-b-bounce Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it Bounce that ass, bounce, bounce (Yeah) I see kids dancing in the street This song blasting on repeat And when you see a stranger you speak 'Cause we all the same shit underneath, nobody's elite I see the president gettin' impeached I might stay outside for a week I just wanna dance, I might delete my 'gram I see everybody in the hood holding hands Going back to how it all began, this is God's plan One big tribe, no color lines No dollar sign, no concept of time We gon' make it out alive, the answer is love So when I see that ass in the club I'ma need you to bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it Bounce that ass, b-bounce it I'ma need you to bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it Bounce that ass, bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it B-Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce, b-b-bounce Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce it Bounce that ass, bounce, bounce, bounce Just like the mighty hand of God Crushing your bricks of Babylon You can run, you can hide But we see you, liar I think I smell something It's America on fire
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