[Intro]
Alright Krishna, alright Krishna
Alright Krishna, alright Krishna
Alright Krishna, alright Krishna
Alright Krishna, alright Krishna

[Chorus]
Huh, yuh
Why you barking like a fed or a TED talk?
I'm a skinhead but my homie got dreadlocks, huh, huh
Jumpin' on a n***a make the bed rock, huh, huh
Thumpin' on the trigger make a head pop

[Verse 1]
I hate all the violence, dreadnaught
Killing for no reason, ho the hero don’t like to fight
You appear a demon, I hope you can invite the light
You cannot choose your path if evil enticing, right?
Stupid ass motherfucker, my brother being nice is tight
Hoe get out the way, God is here to stay
Hit your knees and pray, fuck the fear and pain
Praise it every day, yeah, I wanna be the way

[Chorus]
Red dot
Why you barking like a fed or a TED talk?
I'm a skinhead but my homie got dreadlocks, huh, huh
Jumpin' on a n***a make the bed rock, huh, huh
Thumpin' on the trigger make a head pop, red dot
[Verse 2]
Like I was a Hindu
I look like Mace Windu
Oh my god know what I been through
I love Buddha but I sin too
I’m the bald brown n***a you listen to
In my socks and sandals
All these Glocks I handle
Light you up like candle
Pot got a handle
I'ma kill this rakshasa, spill his guts
I got pills don’t pop a lot, I feel my rocks a lot bigger
I hope I never have to go and do you like that
All I do is write raps
Sipping jack, nightcap
Bring the chorus right back

[Chorus]
Why you barking like a fed or a TED talk?
I'm a skinhead but my homie got dreadlocks, huh, huh
Jumpin' on a n***a make the bed rock, huh, huh
Thumpin' on the trigger make a head pop, red dot

[Verse 3]
I don’t know why, these n***as they wanna be hard
I don’t know why, these n***as they wanna be seen wit' me
But never support
Friend of my n***a is friend of me bigger than forever more
Whatever whore
I'm on the shit you cannot sniff
I take a whiff, and break in the door (Hello)
I keep a turret on top of the porch, I’m gripping the torch
Leavin' em scorched, burned
You are the worm, I am the spider
I turn like a lighter, put you in a urn
A stick of the fern that I wanna breathe
I see that you heave, I hope that you leave
Go away, living in peace
So you cannot appease the devil today
[Outro]
How not fun is it that
People go outside
And they're scared of existing (Oh, I'm a human I agree with that)
(I have depression)
(I don't care s-)