GaKnew Roxwel

Lyrics

CHORUS

Somebody heeeeeeeeelp!
HELP!!!

Somebody heeeeeeeeelp!
HELP!!!

VERSE 1

Another kid got robbed
in front of the school.
Their hoods were clicked up.
He thought he was cool.
Mama came ‘ next day
with one of them tools.
Like, “Y’all about to run a fade,
then run me them jewels!”

Campus on lock down,
killer on the loose.
He’s hidin’ in the shed.
Here comes the news.
Girls rootin’ for the shooter.
She say he cute.
Principal is terrified.
The kids are amused

Studs jokin’ ‘bout turnin’ out
the pretty girls.
Hooper knocked out the sub
for writin’ referrals.
Second grade readin’ level
is how the future looks.
I Said the future hit the teacher,
but won’t hit the books.

It’s the teacher’s fault
for not raisin’ the kids?!
‘ video’s viral
for how brazen he is.
Their orchestratin’ riots
through a group text.
‘ Leaders are waiting’
For who the cops shoot next.

CHORUS

Somebody heeeeeeeeelp!
HELP!!!

Somebody heeeeeeeeelp!
HELP!!!

VERSE 2

Kids flockin’ like
seagulls to a pizza box.
Hit him with the Tank Davis.
“Y’all need to stop!”
Runnin’ with urgency.
Face leakin’ burgundy.
Might be an emergency.
Nurse said, “Call the cops!”

Arms swingin’ like children
playin’ tether ball.
Most staff just watch,
scared to get involved.
Homie from the block thought
they could pack him out.
Ended up just two teens
fightin’ Pacquiao.

Tackie style,
‘ needed some lessons.
‘ coach showed him how.
Back fades
breakin’ out in the crowd.
‘ held down by the janitor.
“Damn, can’t stop them all!”
Massive brawl.
The fallout hit the strip mall.

Wall of the law
then appeared with the riot gear.
‘ act like everybody
wants violence here.
Cell phones with more angles
than pay-per-view.
Tiktok tell you news
before the papers do.

CHORUS

Chill…
Somebody heeeeeeeeelp!
HELP!!!

Somebody heeeeeeeeelp!
HELP!!!

VERSE 3

They don’t give a fuck!
‘ think It’s bein’ Black.
Not to blame rap,
but who taught them that?
‘ think Hiphop’s
about sellin’ crack.
‘ cause you don’t think we dope
‘less we flippin’ packs.

Mouth of the south
Is bein’ exploited.
Our freedom of speech
has become the biggest trap.
Shut ya trap bro!
You bein’ recorded!
Music got us lookin’ guilty.
Say that’s how we act.

“But we ain’t have the boats.
We ain’t have the planes.
Back against the ropes.
Had to slang cain.
‘ we help them kill us,
we get gold chains.”
Became party to the club,
feelin’ no shame.

Organized crime,
the government is mobsters.
Biggest trick the devil played
was makin’ us monsters.
Who terrorizin’ the block?
Think he’s wearin’ a badge,
or maybe it was a rag,
an old confederate flag.

CHORUS

Please heeeeeeeelp!

Somebody heeeeeeeeelp!
HELP!!!

Somebody heeeeeeeeelp!
HELP!!!