It's the Law
Quelle Chris Lyrics

It's God's and Nature's Law
That man attempt to prevail over his better man
Better to remember, that God is white
Would you mind repeating?
God is White, and as long as God is white
We will prevail over all other races

Let he who is without Cast the first get-out-of-our-country
The hypocrisy
Another tongue in cheek altar to Democracy
To help normalize the day to day atrocities
By the law of the land, as planned by the man upstairs
From l'haim with the long blonde hair

Oh! the irony
All these multi-culti hatin' whiteys who fret ?
AKA bless the USA
In the true blue, loves to trust, American Way
Hate in the name of love
Sin ain't a sin of the pen, push them vs. us
From under the ship to behind a truck
Behind the truck to the back of the bus
Now we makin' it?
Or going back where we was?
Progress is a long road
So buckle up

'Cause it's the law
It's the law nigga
It's for me, it's for you
It's for all niggas
If God made the law
You should follow it
Just like God made this dick
You can swallow it

That's the law
It's the law nigga
It's for them, it's for they
It's for all niggas

'Cause God made the law
You should follow it
Just like God made these bars
You get the God damn joke

One oath, your hope went up in God damn smoke
Scared, worn down, from the whips and the ropes
Yo, I ain't scholarly, but why hate quality
Unless you despise my rise and think it brings you down to me

Monkeys who gang bang chained to the streets
Punkies with game bring harm to the teeth
Both full of hate served on plates by the same chefs
Of death, feeding open wounds, open flames

Can't handle the truth
What they do to the least, they do to the chief
And the priest of their need
Release, binds and bonds
But our minds are all fucked
Being a tried is a wild ride
So buckle up, 'cause

It's the law
Break the law nigga
It's for white, it's for black
It's for all niggas

God made the law
We should follow it
Just like God made

The heavens and the earth
And it was so
And God saw everything he made
And behold, it was very good

Dark skinned nigga in a European suit
Whip that drive the shit is European too
My Uncle Tom went to Paris, has some European views
Like, "Hey nephew, your black ass could be European too"
Shooting dice with Kanye in a MAGA hat
The real niggas in they Gucci couldn't handle that
Two real niggas in Ralph Lauren try and battle rap
That ass beefer than mine, ate the whole cattle's back
Get mad, my G, he didn't get the message
Went to the beauty supply store to buy more oppression
The rigs that are mine, the most leathalist of weapons
I'ma need me some off-white privilege and good credit
Goyard bags and yeah, a real hood necklace
Still feel me a little disrespected
Would I need more leverage
When killin' niggas in hoodies like that shit a hood fetish?

It's the law
It's the law niggas
It's for me, it's for y'all
It's for all of us

For the straight, for the poochy
And the bald niggas
For the law, for the black, for the white
It's for all

I
Could
Stand
In
The middle
Of
Fifth Avenue
And
Shoot somebody
And
I




Wouldn't
Lose