Little Pigs from Booster Shots by Khemmeta
When an enforcer of the status quo believes he's a protector of the public, he has obviously gone quite insane. Here we've boiled down a manifesto to sixteen bars and set it to a lovely musical canvas.
Tracklist
| 3. | Little Pigs | 2:58 |
Lyrics
i got nowhere to go, this is my last choice
i gotta clear my name, in a man's voice
i publicize the charges, they'll say it's mad noise
i'll punctuate these accusations with amassed toys
heat... America Ferrera in the dessert
Bushmasters, Remington rifles with suppressors
i even got the arsenal to reach you in the air
surface to air missiles if you're tryna get embarrassed
i took this job to right the wrongs
filter the devils from this angel city, fight the monsters
to serve and protect, not oppress and abuse
it's kinda obvious the disconnect affected a fuse
so i'm correcting the noose, you used to hang my reputation
if you're down to help the wicked check your neck 'cause death's awaiting
if you're aiding my foes, catch a stray to your nose
kill my body, but this battle's how i'm saving my soul
all the little pigs in the white Crown Vics
better dip dip dip, when i unload the clip
all the little pigs in the white Crown Vics
better dip dip dip, 'fore i come for my vengeance
Credits
Lyrics written and performed by Khemmeta. Produced by onesevenonenine and Khemmeta.
License
CC BY-SA 3.0. See the Creative Commons website for details.Tags
Khemmeta's music strives to speak for those who cannot speak for themselves, or are shouted down when they do. His upcoming EP "When I Get To It" produced by Stephonathan (1/3 of both Pride City Purpose & Chedda Guap Boyz) is silly, nerdy, romantic, anti-nihilistic and defiant. He can't wait for you to get to it this [December].