Pledge of Allegiance by Kid Caprio Lyrics
(Verse)
Lemme tint it for a minute
Lemme interrupt for all the people
Represented by the Senate
Who will probably
Get offended at the thought
We should be defending
Who gets shot, by a cop
He did not have a gun
They do not have a son now
Better run right home
When the sun down
Cause you know
It's the Po with that one sound
And you really can't run
With the bloodhound
Trayvon had the right to live
And Eric Garner had the right to breathe
All that we can really do is plead the 5th
While I sit back here and light my weed
And there's nothing I could say
Cause it's just another day
And another kid dead in the street
Unchanged cold views
And the same old news
Gets motherfucking read on repeat
We're being led to retreat
And I been living with the feeling
That they're gonna be killing them
By the million
Adrenaline is pumping and filling
We fucking trusting the villian
To maybe shooting a school
To maybe crushing a building
We didn't land on the moon
And all that shit's a facade
All our good intentions
All went missing with god
Either serve a sentence
Where you go and learn repentence
Or you go and figure out
That all religion's a fraud
My intuition when you're fishing a broad/abroad
Is you might drool and think
Maybe high school was fake
It makes me laugh that you're broke
The fact you work at the bank
I make sure that I'm major
I may cure with this verse I paint
Isn't labor if it's payed for
I'm the saviour
Of the paper
That you ain't
People who watching me
Constantly they come and talk to me
Telling me what I should sang about next
Go get a chain and a way smaller brain
That's insane
That they want me to bank account flex
Rappers who trynna compete
And they think that they're beating me
They must be feeding a joke
I feel like I'm overheating
A BM-dub speeding
But homie you seeing this smoke
Used to be the kid
With the the backpack
Now a hashtag
Did you catch that
Yeah that's right
Now I gotta black Jag
And a half sack
And your bitch
Know I tapped that shit last night
Cause she on a cash grab
Couldn't get her ASVAB
So I snatched that
In the trap fast quite
But the straps unstrapped
And the pass that bright
And the gas that fast
Upper class crash site
But it didn't get wrecked
Cause I drove straight home
Cept one stop at a old payphone
Had to call Doc
There's a shot they'd known
Said they couldn't see the plates
In the whole tape shown
Now I'm peaking through the drape
In my old safehome
Making my escape
With a state bank loan
All the friends and fam
Trynna figure where I am
There's a chance
I'm in France
On a Vacation
I been fucking feeling like a prodigy
Ain't nobody hot as me
Feeling like I fucking won the lottery
Everybody talking bout modesty
Stop
That don't really work in this economy
Here in this monopoly
This is what I gotta be real
Bitches gonna follow me still
Gonna bottle me chill
Anyone who wanna act fake
I'm Drake when he bodied Meek Mill
Shit I'll steal 10 bands
And 50 bands hoe
Fuck that trash
Up that cash
Trynna double up
And get enough
Because some people
Never had that chance
Face High
And take pride
I'm alive
I been killing shit
Too long to survive
When I drop this track
Everybody act fake
Say that I'm whack
Nothing in the gas tank
Either way you wouldn't
Wanna get another hit
So I ain't shit
Til I get what that take
Most kids living out here can't spit
So I run shit like a fucking fastbreak
Any dumb bitch
Should be getting that straight
Number one shit
But I'm where the Cavs rank
It's a fucking damn shame
Still going hard on the beat
Tavistock should've been marketing me
Startling permanent bargain indeed
I'm still sparking my weed
Disregarding the tree
Pull up and then
I Vince Carter your knee
Scaring the way
I been starving to eat
You're starved for a bar
Cause I target elite
And I know that I'm all in your car on repeat
Bitch
Now I'm a Star in the Fleet
Wish
I could be hard in the street
It's
Something I arguably miss
Still in a coffin if he diss
Most of these rappers just don't
They like to live in serene bliss
Looked at the shit that I just wrote
Then changed my name to a prefix
Don't even try with the remix
Stunt on your bitch in the V6
Can't take it with you
When six deep
Yet you still flex in IG pics
I could be richer than Bill Gates
Yet I'm boarding them free trips
Now I done wrote about 3 hits
Call this my Pledge of Allegiance
Lemme tint it for a minute
Lemme interrupt for all the people
Represented by the Senate
Who will probably
Get offended at the thought
We should be defending
Who gets shot, by a cop
He did not have a gun
They do not have a son now
Better run right home
When the sun down
Cause you know
It's the Po with that one sound
And you really can't run
With the bloodhound
Trayvon had the right to live
And Eric Garner had the right to breathe
All that we can really do is plead the 5th
While I sit back here and light my weed
And there's nothing I could say
Cause it's just another day
And another kid dead in the street
Unchanged cold views
And the same old news
Gets motherfucking read on repeat
We're being led to retreat
And I been living with the feeling
That they're gonna be killing them
By the million
Adrenaline is pumping and filling
We fucking trusting the villian
To maybe shooting a school
To maybe crushing a building
We didn't land on the moon
And all that shit's a facade
All our good intentions
All went missing with god
Either serve a sentence
Where you go and learn repentence
Or you go and figure out
That all religion's a fraud
My intuition when you're fishing a broad/abroad
Is you might drool and think
Maybe high school was fake
It makes me laugh that you're broke
The fact you work at the bank
I make sure that I'm major
I may cure with this verse I paint
Isn't labor if it's payed for
I'm the saviour
Of the paper
That you ain't
People who watching me
Constantly they come and talk to me
Telling me what I should sang about next
Go get a chain and a way smaller brain
That's insane
That they want me to bank account flex
Rappers who trynna compete
And they think that they're beating me
They must be feeding a joke
I feel like I'm overheating
A BM-dub speeding
But homie you seeing this smoke
Used to be the kid
With the the backpack
Now a hashtag
Did you catch that
Yeah that's right
Now I gotta black Jag
And a half sack
And your bitch
Know I tapped that shit last night
Cause she on a cash grab
Couldn't get her ASVAB
So I snatched that
In the trap fast quite
But the straps unstrapped
And the pass that bright
And the gas that fast
Upper class crash site
But it didn't get wrecked
Cause I drove straight home
Cept one stop at a old payphone
Had to call Doc
There's a shot they'd known
Said they couldn't see the plates
In the whole tape shown
Now I'm peaking through the drape
In my old safehome
Making my escape
With a state bank loan
All the friends and fam
Trynna figure where I am
There's a chance
I'm in France
On a Vacation
I been fucking feeling like a prodigy
Ain't nobody hot as me
Feeling like I fucking won the lottery
Everybody talking bout modesty
Stop
That don't really work in this economy
Here in this monopoly
This is what I gotta be real
Bitches gonna follow me still
Gonna bottle me chill
Anyone who wanna act fake
I'm Drake when he bodied Meek Mill
Shit I'll steal 10 bands
And 50 bands hoe
Fuck that trash
Up that cash
Trynna double up
And get enough
Because some people
Never had that chance
Face High
And take pride
I'm alive
I been killing shit
Too long to survive
When I drop this track
Everybody act fake
Say that I'm whack
Nothing in the gas tank
Either way you wouldn't
Wanna get another hit
So I ain't shit
Til I get what that take
Most kids living out here can't spit
So I run shit like a fucking fastbreak
Any dumb bitch
Should be getting that straight
Number one shit
But I'm where the Cavs rank
It's a fucking damn shame
Still going hard on the beat
Tavistock should've been marketing me
Startling permanent bargain indeed
I'm still sparking my weed
Disregarding the tree
Pull up and then
I Vince Carter your knee
Scaring the way
I been starving to eat
You're starved for a bar
Cause I target elite
And I know that I'm all in your car on repeat
Bitch
Now I'm a Star in the Fleet
Wish
I could be hard in the street
It's
Something I arguably miss
Still in a coffin if he diss
Most of these rappers just don't
They like to live in serene bliss
Looked at the shit that I just wrote
Then changed my name to a prefix
Don't even try with the remix
Stunt on your bitch in the V6
Can't take it with you
When six deep
Yet you still flex in IG pics
I could be richer than Bill Gates
Yet I'm boarding them free trips
Now I done wrote about 3 hits
Call this my Pledge of Allegiance