’94 crime / just(ifying the means)

[Verse 1]
Ooh too nebulous
Screw her agenda cuz she called us superpredators
Really, Billy? You backing this shit?
'94 Crime Bill passed through your lips
Met up with your PAC, made a pact on the shit
Pack us in a cell for a packet of sniff
Wait - didn’t you pass us the shit!
Caged like a beast and you wonder why he bite now
You wonder why he bite now...
You wonder why he bite...

[Chorus]
No wonder we’re all hopeless and godless
Low end and jobless

[Verse 2]
Back in the day (huh)
I sat and I prayed that goons wouldn’t trap me and jack all my chains in the safe, geez
Remember back when no takes from tape beats?
No safety from hate speech
Okay this is lame G
Back when the Catholics brought dope weighed for great fee
My ex sniffed low grade cocaine off of stain-free
I drank OJ with a strange lean

[Chorus]
No wonder we’re all hopeless and godless
Low end and jobless
No wonder we’re all hopeless and godless
Low end and jobless

[Verse 3]
Spitters in the house
Shifting all the pounds
From the sniff or from the brown
Pitchers off the mound
I was living in it, wow
Its cancer that’s grown from this continent
So very toxic
Became a monster that rose just like Loch Ness
Needs to be broken and topped quick

[Chorus]
No wonder we’re all hopeless and godless
Low end and jobless
No wonder we’re all hopeless and godless
Low end and jobless
No wonder we’re all hopeless and godless
Low end and jobless...

[Verse 4]
Seen every environment, from the country to the meanstreets
Street nigga don’t mean real and real nigga don’t mean street
On a meanstreak, draggin’ rappers till they leave a mean streak
What you mean your ends somehow justify the means?
Geez Homeland ain’t really homeland, you feel me?
Whole damn program slow ran by Mango Mussolini
And everybody who Stan him wanna diss me about shit
Like yeah this wrist is limp, but these cannons are shoulder-mounted
My gang of misfits damage dipshits
I’ve been gunning for Baked Alaska as long as our camp’s existed
Spit a lame bar about Ray Charles’s eyes
But lame bars aside
You incels don’t have intel, put your ARs aside
I’m just tryna slide in between James Charles’s thighs
Cakes on the rise
And I’mma make off with pies
I’mma make off with pies
I’mma make off with pies
I’mma make off with pies
And I see cake on the rise

[Verse 5]
Kill your idols diligently
Dismantle the pillars of villainy, you feeling me?
Niggas be peddling the swill of the killer bee
Sucker shit
Watched how he moved for the fuck of it
Opp got dropped, with just a hint
The bastard cast asunder quick
The bastard cast asunder quick