Last Pair of Drawz - K Rino

You see I think it’s time to beat the preacher’s ass

Cause he lied and said we free at last

If you mad you don’t have to listen

Let’s see how many riding with me after this one

On TV you a gangster with lots of loot

But you’re fans don’t know that you’re a prostitute

«I'm a G, I’m a G», man cut it out

You in the office bent over getting gutted out

Hye, you better not talk about them gay people

Or them wicked Jews and they evil

They don’t care about your money or your fame

One anti-Semitic claim, they’ll run your ass right out the game

Every week I see a different fool going out

A woman can’t blow up unless they hoe her out

Phony homies tryna fake their position

I hate a roach and I ain’t talking about the ones in the kitchen

Now listen

I’m about to tear my last pear of draws

I’m about to tear my last pear of draws

I’m about to tear my last pear of draws

I’m about to tear my last pear of draws

They gonna get you if you riding they gonna get you if you chilling

They gonna get you either way so you might as well kill em man

I’m still out here getting it man, that’s the real shocker

Tryna get rich like peel doctor

The politicians ain’t no different, they still tripping

Passing dirty laws, having orgies, coke sniffing

I still blame the Bush family for the country sinking fast

Somebody need to run an iron across their wrinkly ass

Meanwhile the whole hood is afflicted

And a child support cheque is like a lottery ticket

Now your 2 year old son is booty popping, what’s the root?

And his silly ass mama talking bout, «Look he’s so cute»

It’s bad enough you got that kind of madness in your mind

But you want the world to see it so you post it online

And his dumbass daddy old as hell, still trappin'

If you would have been around him then it probably wouldn’t have happened

Wannabee king of the city until you got caught

Now you in the jail cell calling the white man, «Boss»

A lot’s happened since the last time we spoke

Let me officially announce I went broke

What I’m hearing in the music is like something’s polluted

We all messed up in the head, present company included

Some of these dudes got some ways that I just don’t get

Married a stripper now you mad at her cause she won’t quit

You were soft so you came off in your bread real quick

But she ain’t ever viewed you as nothing but being a trick

All the people seem to care about is drugs and clothes

I asked my partner why he go to church, he said, «For the hoes»

Anything goes in this sick world, whatever you’re liking

Dope selling, car jacking, pill popping and dyking

Government for the lying ass pervert clowns

Coward cops will beat an handicapped man to the ground

You still tryna emigrate with these devilish hicks

America, the most racist country to ever exist