Andrew Isaac - Food Chains lyrics

(Chorus) Can we call the cops? Think you're slicker but you not, we call the shots we run the trap we sell a rock we got that stash, like Under your lips still moving, say you a thug well then prove it Later tuck on that ruby That dead body's a sign Block a chopper for my bros Rock a 40 instead of soap Yeah that code Yeah that me While that paper better be While I pay for medi-peace While I save my medi-piece Med-degree No water's healing your pride No dollar's healing your skies No caller's hearing your cries No flag is barren the flag you bearing look a tad a baron Look it's sad apparent cause you're mad at parents, cause you're bad at fairing cause you're at the fair and get a pack of barons or Adams Bomb's aimed and they're atoms Small parts you don't have them (x2) Sounds of the street, Breaking Me (x2) (chorus) The coasts, the ghosts, they're screaming at me form they're posts They gleam in the lighter they burn in the fire They seem to be lighter than the freaks that inside us In the east there's a fighter in the streets that's an Islam In the peaks that's a bismal In