"Tell Us How You Really Feel"

Beef Lezter Lyrics "Question Question, question… “Is middle America a caricature? Well, you want to make this embarrassing for you? This is the Wisconsin circus ferris wheel I’ll tell you where they make experimental pills And turn burial mounds to Bascom Hill Out of staters are all plaintiffs here Calling us domestic terrorists for our independent views Just trying to serve up the truth and do a little less servitude I admit, I’m much more ruthless But when you’ve been a student of life the whole time You end up a little bit further than you I’ve seen bodies buried in the cornfields and marshes Cemented into the cellar too I’ll show you if you want exactitudes I am literally a Packer, I don’t banal platitudes I’ve been in so many fights, my body got a curvature My face got a murder to it I’m a birdwatcher, crows, chickadees, and cardinals And they all got different signals Can you hear the singing, the ringing Sending them to different latitudes, longitudes? The smell of mold in your heat and cooler Somehow I’m a genius and insane From the streets and plains, the same I’m bout them dollars and change I’ve studied Whigs and the Grange I came up looking through stained glass A pain in the ass for churches Bitch you ain’t in your bag, you got the purse So many gangs and syndicates around here You think that propaganda serving truth Native Germans and Yorubas still speaking native tooths I got tired of rhyming certain syllables Sure, call me Gupta Uffda How they divide white and black, you’d think we’re colorblind Have you ever been to the Northside? We’re one of the most fortified Tanks, bomber planes, convoys, we get used to it Shit, I live in one of America’s most active capitals I was shooting tools before I learned in school Pew pew, doo doo, choo choo, gat gat, plat plat, on the back They try to drown you in a pool But they get a job with benis like they earned the jewels I’m a giant and ghoul Running out of my shoes, I’ll string you up by the spool Hos get to drooling They want BDSM sex, Venmo, and ruin me texts I’m a White Zimbabwean, does that mean that I’m cool? Or part of the zoo? I read scientific journals, am I a fool? I heart prairie chickens, trumpeter swans, and coots If you want to know representation Check the collabs and movements My state ain’t boofus Fuck the pubs and dems, I am my own ruler Finna vote for myself as you should too I’m a monkey to you King K. Rool’s Captain Falcon to F-Zero’s The Link to the castle Ash Ketchum to you Pikachu’s I can’t write or rap, like I’m skull fucking you raw You don’t hate it or love it as long as it ain’t in public I’m a so called privileged white man Thank you Americunt justice Have you ever been beating to blindness by a team of police For doing nothing but running? Scammed by your fed, no resume, business partner Tot he point of him and anyone surrounding him Getting signed to industry budgets? My own brother and his friends lynched me by bedsheets Put my head in a vice grip and clinched I used to get thrown in the closet Smacked in the back of the head and called a dog These American faggots complain about fog They don’t know if they want to snitch or switch jobs You want to be a legend like me and pop up in Wiki? Apply for thousands of jobs and get nothing I’m thinking about moving to Russia Fucking capitalism This is Nazi Germany right in front of us”