The MC Type & Pen Pointz - Folding Chair (feat. Greg Cypher & Blueprint) Lyrics

These f*ckin' crackers have some bad habits
Extra mayo dollops on they turkey sandwich
Shootin' up the school cause they can't handle
Their emotional damage and they're draped in camo
Rockin' socks with sandals, cock rings, handcuffs
Breakin' box springs, neckbeards with dandruff
Mountain Dew chuggin' durin' backyard wrasslin
Overalls coverin' their fat lard asses up
Your cousin isn't someone that you have to f*ck
Claimin' that you're Irish but you have no luck
You got a big bad truck and a tiny little penis
Voted Trump three times tryin' to find your Jesus
Usin' up the food stamps, blamin' it on the black dads
Yell at panhandlers, go get a job man
But you think the Mexicans are here to steal yours
Cryin' while your wife watches BBC porn
That's when we hit ya with the folding chair
Acted tough, now you're more than scared
Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there
If you're gonna f*ck around, better come prepared
That's when we hit ya with the folding chair
Acted tough, now you're more than scared
Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there
If you're gonna f*ck around, better come prepared
For the Karens in Keds, my girl a Carol with a K
Pullin' drive-bys on a Cracker Barrel buffet
Doin' this as Macklemore was rappin' about white privilege
And thriftin' and niggas dyin' for Jordans to play the victim
I love bein' black, it's the best, I know it's true
Finna ball like Jack Harlow, white man can jump too
Forrest Gump runnin' down on Trump and Joe Biden
Bill Gates flyin' on a plane to Epstein Island
Nobody give a shit about the people till we riot
Breakin' windows and leavin' with all the valuables inside it
Please don't try it, stay behind your picket fence
In the Burbs, kids walkin' by the fentanyl tents
Anglo-Saxons with the same old actions
Kanye West loves Hitler but he ain't no fascist
Collectin' reparations, 40 acres and a mule
This a chair shot to the face for what Elvis did to the music
That's when we hit ya with the folding chair
Acted tough, now you're more than scared
Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there
If you're gonna f*ck around, better come prepared
That's when we hit ya with the folding chair
Acted tough, now you're more than scared
Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there
If you're gonna f*ck around, better come prepared
I'm at the job chillin', mindin' my business, as usual
Drivin' a truck cause I got tired of the cubicle
It's much different, but for me, more suitable
No supervision, drivin' in silence is beautiful
But anyways, I was mindin' my biz
At the end of a long shift of shifting in my gears
I seen a dude roll up, hold up, who goes there
White cat with a beard, fat, smilin' ear to ear
Vibes was off, but I'm still polite
Till he said, man, you know who you look like
Aw shit, here we go again with this bullshite
White people's way of tellin' us we all look alike
I didn't get why he was happy to tell
Me some shit that made his ass look racist as hell
He said a name, I just gave him a blank stare
And visualized crackin' this cracker with a metal chair
That's when we hit ya with the folding chair
Acted tough, now you're more than scared
Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there
If you're gonna f*ck around, better come prepared
That's when we hit ya with the folding chair
Acted tough, now you're more than scared
Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there
If you're gonna f*ck around, better come prepared