Public Enemy

I got no fucks to give and I really don't care

I'm just here for a couple of beers, yea

I got nowhere to go and nothin' to lose

Don't make me knock you off of that chair, yea

You gonna do what to who?

Nigga you ain't nothin' dude

Shi', he say nigga?

Yea I did, nigga fuck you!

Oh I can't say that but you can say that?

Black lives matter and every white dude is racist

I like country and rap, they say I can't, I say I can

Hold up, matter of fact

I'm saying listen, racism is at an all time high in America

I don't judge by their color, I just judge them on their character

Who wrote, you know, I know how to get it in

Dog Cujo, you know, you just on that King shit

Large I'm livin', you ain't in charge

I'm givin' you three seconds before I lose my temper, stomp your head in

Oh my God aggression! Fuck yea, I'm American

Sometimes arrogant, I'm aware of it

Take that fuckin' towel off your head, I don't like the way you're wearin' it

""Allahu Akbar"", I'm sick of hearin' it from terrorists

In our home land, little kids poppin' xan's

Walk around skinny pants, where the fuck are mom and dad?

But I'm supposed to honor that?

Sorry Honor, I object and by object I mean I'm comin' at your mother-fuckin' neck

Fuck a threat, don't pretend it bitch, I know what my gender is

You think I'm offensive? I think you too fuckin' sensitive

Censor this, I don't don't give a fuck or a blurred middle finger

You more pussy than my little sister

I got no fucks to give and I really don't care

I'm just here for a couple of beers, yea

I got nowhere to go and nothin' to lose

Don't make me knock you off that chair, yea

Pu-pu-pu-public enemy number one, under the gun

Never seen an enemy wantin' beef I'm runnin' from

Country rap, what the fuck is that

Haters point and laugh

Watch me put it on my back then

Put it on the map

You ain't Church

You ain't Demun

You ain't Jelly

You ain't Struggle

I'm gonna make this simple bitch

I'm out to get you, you in trouble

I'ma end you before you start

Take a man, break his heart

I take action, you actin'

Learn to play your part

You a fake, you ain't strong

You a bitch, you a fraud

Music that I made make you wish you never wrote a song

Run along before you catch clips from the automatic

I'm a savage, all you do is rap about mud and tractors

It's more than that, White Trash we deserve better

Redneck, Hillbillies, I'ma put this shit together

Don't you ever say my name, I'll expose ya

Close your casket faster than I closed Hosier's

Game over