Easy To Fight

Bring
Any more battles that come near us
We have been thrown we have been shown
All of the real lust

My rhymes are sicker than the children in China
And don’t expect to think that we are just lyin to ya
This weed is higher than the huge gas prices
You just cannot find the part where all of my spice is

I live in the land of the free
The home of the brave
The people say

But I live in the land of the lies
The home of the cries
It’s what I say

And here we go with the social injustice
I lived in a house where all the rust and dust is

You see that man with an Old Navy hoodie
And you don’t notice him, but don’t call him fruity
Troops try to come it, troops try to come out
The children try to scream the children try to shout

But nobody tries to change a thing
And this is the reason I’m here to sing
This won’t end until I say it ends
Maybe I might start a whole new trend