Abs-Trap

Lyrics to Minnesota

[Chorus]

Packin' my suitcase wit' banners and signs

Blue and red lights like the Fourth of July

Roaches on fire rise into the sky

Don't care bout your color other than your eyes

Media act like it's all black and white

Blue and white whip I'ma cop a new ride

Jemima was laughin' and callin' me child

I think bout the struggle all throughout my ride



[Verse 1]

Media acc like it's bad to be white

But painting black people as stereotypes

Beginnin' to think we should turn out the lights

And just live in the dark like we did in those times

Judgin' a squad by one officer's crimes

Act like every cop out to ruin your life

Armchair philosopher, instagram's fine

Just as long as you ain't out there riskin' your life

Government sided we sick of their lies

Make us hate each other create a divide

Every white patriot got confederate signs

Every black wit' a necklace got rims on his ride

Really ain't it ain't a part of their kind

I don't stick to the script I ain't givin' you lines

I ain't being oppressed in my speech or my rhymes

I ain't takin' advice, ain't no vacancy sign

I ain't here to change my opinion I'm gold

Beautiful bonfire light up the cold

Thinkin' of change as I'm grippin' my coat

Sometimes I just wanna go out on a boat

And never come back I ain't fuelin' the polls

Even if I could there ain't nowhere to go

Eyes on my dreams, can't let go of my goals

This is America, land of the poor



[Chorus]

Packin' my suitcase wit' banners and signs

Blue and red lights like the Fourth of July

Roaches on fire rise into the sky

Don't care bout your color other than your eyes

Media act like it's all black and white

Blue and white whip I'ma cop a new ride

Jemima was laughin' and callin' me child

I think bout the struggle all throughout my ride



[Verse 2]

Out wit' my brothers ain't sayin' a word

I feel it as soon as I hit the suburbs

Tension ecstatic saw blood on the curb

Plunged into darkness I enter the Purge

Burnin' your city the city you love

Lootin' and stomping won't bring back your bud

Thinkin' it's fine to riot just because

Our constitution was written in blood

When will it stop when will it be enough

Officers charged ain't gettin' off the hook

Burnin' your businesses not a good look but

The knowledge I got it ain't came out a book

Ain't hesitate threw us under the bus

The system we under just don't give a fuck

Riots and screamin' ain't a solid plan

To changin' our planet reclaimin' your land

No better time to be proud to be black as

The soil you dug wit' your very own hands

No I ain't dark I ain't even got tanned

But believe me when I say that I do understand

One apple bad finna spoil the batch

Make ‘em act like like every police officer's bad

Ridin' the wave in a turquoise sedan

Ridin' the cap as it crash into sand

I'm drippin' in water diamonds on my neck

In the back of the Coupe as I'm grabbin' her leg

Business as usual up to my chest

I tell ‘em there ain't no better way to flex

I'm swimmin' in jewels and you swimmin' in debt

Bring that over here and you finna get wrecked

Boys always talkin' they musta misstepped

I put the safe on the side of my deck



[Chorus]

Packin' my suitcase wit' banners and signs

Blue and red lights like the Fourth of July

Roaches on fire rise into the sky

Don't care bout your color other than your eyes

Media act like it's all black and white

Blue and white whip I'ma cop a new ride

Jemima was laughin' and callin' me child

I think bout the struggle all throughout my ride



[Bridge]

Burn the bridge down boy I'll burn the bridge down

Teach ‘em how to walk how to talk and get down

Lights in the ceilin' and I got ‘em ripped out

Power went to your head, so you gotta step down



Streets turned gold molten lava run through

Whatever that happens bae just know I love you

Out in Minnesota all the trenches dug through

Collecting all the bodies I don't know what we gon' do



[Chorus]

Packin' my suitcase wit' banners and signs

Blue and red lights like the Fourth of July

Roaches on fire rise into the sky

Don't care bout your color other than your eyes

Media act like it's all black and white

Blue and white whip I'ma cop a new ride

Jemima was laughin' and callin' me child

I think bout the struggle all throughout my ride