Young Zapata (A.T.L.)
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Let me get back in my zone Let me get back in my flow Whoah, whoah Let me get back in my bag Everyone know that I ride solo I just put up for my own bros, 'Murica tell me to go home Back in the A, in my own zone where everyone that know I'm so, cold Everyone know that I'm frozone, bro And everyone know that you so-so Whoah And nobody cares that you iced out Bro Got, Two middle fingers for ICE now, hoe Yeah I didn't really mean to offend Yeah, yeah But everybody wanna pretend It ain't whack Yeah Everybody wanna defend Democrats But everybody really should know They some rats Bring it back, and I'm back, in my bag Got my back, in the plan of attack, Get it back, never lack, when I'm back We attack, Where you at, bring it back And I'm back, in my bag, get it back When they ask me "Where you from?", you know, I'm like, "I'm from Atlanta, man." They're like, "but-but you weren't born in Atlanta." I'm like "Nah, man, but I was raised there", you know what I'm saying? Like, I got there when I was 3 years old. That's when I was formed- in Atlanta, man I grew up in Atlanta, I'm basically from Atlanta- Let me bring it back In Atlanta, we back Where you gotta watch your own back Never lack If you get finessed Then you know where you at Now tell me bro, Watchu know about that And it's f*ck 12, Every single day Yeah, yeah No rats Nah Rattata-ta for a rat No cap Bro, Stupid get smoked in my city like that No dummy boys round here, boy get Smacked Again And I'm back on attack, no slackening Yeah gotta let em know what's happening like, Cops killing people, that's maddening Well f*ck a blue life, no cap again Revolution in my city when I'm back again Cause I really had enough of the shit again And I really had it rough with the paper lack, I've had it, I'm mad And the fam I lost, I can't get em back Now the time it ticks, I can't get it back And this time I'm pissed, ain't no holding back Now I'll take a piss on your fucking flag No fucks Never had enough Nah, I don't give a f*ck now I had enough never call my bluff 'Cause government is tough till the Mass is up Now they wakin' up Everyone out here simping for all these politicians, man... F*ck Republicans, f*ck Democrats- they ain't out here to do shit for y'all, man. They out here taking money out Your pockets, giving it back to 12, and Joe Biden, man... Man, that motherfucker Kills dawg? Real talk Motherfucker get away with murder Like he a Christoph, rip-off Motherfuckers ain't tryna hear none of that shit But real talk, I'm ticked off Motherfuckers flip-flop, tick tock man, everybody pissed off, shit pop going for the big dog, incog
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