[Hook 1: LooseVoltage] I'm just a boy in the hood Want to see a dead body Did we really bring guns to the party Did we really bring guns to the party So much smoke in the room Can't see who's beside me Can't trust my judgment when it's cloudy Paranoid from the thoughts, illuminati There's a one per-center and a five per-center looking at me Tryna question me through telepathy, if i'm the answer To the prophecy how they market me little awkward me It's probably honestly in an anomaly Are they trying to body me or embody Is the profit truly the prodigy Well if he's talking that real watch how he builds If a king got a crown then he's got to be [Verse 1: Loose Voltage] Ahhh if i end up missing i hope you got a search team for me I hope you got a helicopter with a spotlight and tell my mama don't worry I hope that your goal is to bring me back alive In any case if you have to resuscitate, i hope you bring me back to life Well understanding how they felt, i'll probably have to save Myself, because it's so backwards Had to spend half the year, last year, reminding y'all that black lives matter Trying to steal my light trying to take my lattern,why they want To shut us down every time we gather Because they rather see us laid in a hospital bed with a dial tone on and a flatline pattern I've been learning secret teachings they ain't teaching in the Cla**room, got to do the math soon It's a paradox i'm at paragon and you wonder why we all want to carry guns Because they merking them, faster that they can rais'em, look With the media thinks of us when they portray us, Little black kid with no proper education miscommunication we Just talk a different language What you mean broad, i got plenty money why you hugging on Your purse extra hard when i what pa** looking funny Looking stupid looking useless and a matter of fact your actions Make me want to do it And look at this store clerk following me around like i'm some Type of thief or something Like i didn't ride foreign,to go grocery shop i should o dog him. And show it to the homey's as a trophy Before you start judging us you should really, get to know me First sight probably hand me over to the police, And wonder why we holler no justice no peace I've been really trying to be cool and not go overboard the last Thing they want to see is all of us squadded up on one accord I'm a king best believe i come to take everything you took from Me have to come, to my neck with a noose for me Gone need Zeus the troop and the super priest, too cool this beast I should walk with the Justice League, because anybody Standing next to me should be just as real I didn't wake up, this morning getting dressed to die i woke up dressed to k** [Bridge: Cosi] This life crazy they hate it We fight back Trying to take back Don't just stay alive We trying to stay alive They live in lies, we trying to stay alive [Hook: louskiloo] I'm just a boy in the hood want to see a dead body Did we really bring guns to the party Did we really bring guns to the party So much smoke in the room can't see who's beside me Can't trust my judgment when it's cloudy paranoid from the Thoughts, illuminati There's a one per-center and a five per-center looking at me Tryna question me through telepathy, if i'm the answer To the prophecy how they market me little awkward me It's probably honestly in an anomaly Are they trying to body me or embody Is the profit truly the prodigy, well if he's talking that real, Watch how he builds, if a kings got a crown then he's got to be