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This black cat infection is spreading mad fast

Look at that, from simple symptoms to hazmat

Don’t ask that 'cause stupid questions get laughed at

We clap back at the white boy, hands off and that’s that

Don’t keep quiet, just keep lying and to the beat

California kind of fever throwing up the threes

The art of war harbour hate like a reservoir

Bomb threats like like market value was never good

Middle finger to the face, that’s our point of view

Middle finger to the face, that’s our point of view

But every time they tell a lie and they point at you

Middle finger to the face, that’s our point of view

So now we running through the city like a marathon

Yeah, that’s right, bitch, we put that firebomb

Temper on, taking lessons from Lethal Weapons

But after lesson is a full reflection of our perceptions

You hear the message, so tell me now are we getting through?

Incarcerate us and cage us, they’re making nothing new

For every time that they tell a lie and they point at you

Middle finger to the face, that’s our point of view

Middle finger to the face, that’s our point of view

Middle finger to the face, that’s our point of view

But every time they tell a lie and they point at you

Middle finger to the face, fuck y’all

Middle finger to the face, that’s our point of view

Middle finger to the face, that’s our point of view

But every time they tell a lie and they point at you

Middle finger to the face, that’s our point of view

We ain’t speaking in tongues, shit

But you’re tongue tied

What? You’re afraid?

Y’all afraid of that?

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