New Century - Song Lyrics

The shit-talking ain’t about the good cops

It’s about the hood cops who won’t take a knee off

Time to tee off the new century

but we’re still killing each other, golly gee

Ya’ll worried about the racists you can see

Carrying tiki-torches with buck-wide teeth

Ya’ll forgot about the dedicated motherfuckers

The ones that plan genocides and succeed

Or pretend to be one of the good guys to kill more freely

It took a cop standing on his knee

To wake you fuckers up, smell the morning tea

He doesn’t give a shit if you can breathe

Only that he gets to go home, that’s all he really needs

This country likes to breed new social ideas

Me, I’m a simple man, construction like Ikea

The cops terrify me and I don’t look like Madea

Crack the code, no one is safe, media’s careening over the edge

No matter who you are, there’s a class of people thinkin’ they’re better

Does that mean we lay down our arms,

give ‘em unfettered access to control the masses?

Do we keep chanting black lives matter,

without understanding what the movements unseen leadership’s going after?

Who’s pulling the strings behind the scenes, what bread being buttered?

Sir Maejor Page just got put in the cage

for taking your dollars and your stage

All I’m trying to say is these hashtag movements are here to play you

No staying power when it gets to the darkest hour

they’re taking your flour, no bread

It really doesn’t matter to them in the end

They’ll be a-okay if not butter, better

Feeling lately we’re too expendable

They’re getting fatter with greed

Chaos breeding radical hysterics

Bays of murderous fanatics ready to battle

We’re all cattle led to slaughter

Haunted by our innocence

Sheep by matter of choice

The shit-talking ain’t about the good cops

It’s about the hood cops who won’t take a knee off

Time to tee off the new century

but we’re still killing each other, golly gee

Ya’ll worried about the racists you can see

Carrying tiki-torches with buck-wide teeth

Ya’ll forgot about the dedicated motherfuckers

The ones that plan genocides and succeed

Or pretend to be one of the good guys to kill more freely

Why can’t I say all lives matter if that’s how I’m feeling

That term won’t include you because it doesn’t put you first?

I say that’s on you, I’m on my imagine groove, nothing to kill or die for

Do I have to sit here and pretend that the cops won’t shoot me too?

Just because I happen to look like the fucking fools

Police murder people without repurcussions every day, (black and white like MJ say)

Why do we have to keep trying to separate this issue into colors

Giving a basket of deplorables more cover, no more lovers

It’s police brutality, don’t engage

In the fallacy they won’t put me in the casket

I’m mentally ill, 16 times more likely to be killed,

that’s 8 times more comparatively true

I’m the only type of person they still kill more than you

[BEAT DROP]

[Well I mean, unless you’re black and mentally ill, then you’re just fucked I guess, what’s that, 32?]

[BEAT RESUME]

I ain’t trying to minimize black people’s deal

I know George Floyd got murdered for real

On the evening news and there’s no time for it still

I’m saying how I feel,

cops holding the front lines to fo’real town frolicking freely

Type of place clowns don’t survive,

no chill, take a chill pill, come to the table easy

We don’t have to defund the police, let them smoke trees,

it’s easy-peasy, lemon socialism squeezy

Nah for real, we’re gonna have to come up with

a whole new deal for policing, right now it’s sleazy

There were good guys behind the scenes of Nazi Germany’s regime

But the cops in America’s streets never said a fucking peep, Jesus Christ

Where the fuck were you, playing yahtzee?

I hope his death rests on your conscience

Maybe someone should put their knee on your neck, take your breaths

Develop some goddamn empathy before your apathy kills another black nobody

Bet you won't see that shit happening to any lobbyists,

they love the way we bicker

About whether it’s black or all lives,

while they sneak off quicker to the bank, getting richer

We’re just dinner to them, littering our streets

with bitter treats, they painted us as quitters

What I want to know is when are the police

going to release this monopoly on hate and help make a better day

The shit-talking ain’t about the good cops

It’s about the hood cops who won’t take a knee off

Time to tee off the new century

but we’re still killing each other, golly gee

Ya’ll worried about the racists you can see

Carrying tiki-torches with buck-wide teeth

Ya’ll forgot about the dedicated motherfuckers

The ones that plan genocides and succeed

Or pretend to be one of the good guys to kill more freely

When the punishment for stealing a degenerate from the fields

Was getting put in the death camp, you’d think rationally

There were infinite reasons not to actually help the Jews and outcasts

But their bravery lasted, so that’s why I’m blasting your ass

Go ahead and tell me the gas in your tanks gasping

No air in your lungs to stand against facism when it’s in control

You ain’t the type to avoid Nazi patrols and roll into their abodes

Fight their bold racist faces with cold looks and fists

While they burn the books we use to fight their persistent

White-supremacist figment-justifications for ultimate implementation

Of the final solution plans, belligerent ignorant statements

Radiate over the radio waves every day

While the war crimes keep piling up every which way

Tell me again how you’d play hero with zero support

And tell me again how hard it is to police the United States today

And don’t hold it against me if I call your struggle fake

I’m so fucking sick of the political class pretending ruffled feathers

Is the same as weathering true tyranny

Get me started again I dare you they’ll be another litany

Of significantly sufficient argumentation to end this rotation

Of the same placaters radiating like Christ,

But they can’t even afford rice for a neighbor

What’s the price of virtue signalling your whole life?

You’ll never realize the height of the evil inside your own heart

You’ll never fight against the right people, instead be apart of it