History of Violence (Feat. Chancellor) Lyrics
History of Violence - Dumbfoundead/챈슬러 (Chancellor)
Written by：Dumbfoundead/Donye'a G/Chancellor/Mike Derenzo
Violence is an addiction
Violence won't listen
We can wish for peace
But can speak violence
Into existence
Violence is tradition
God bless America
See I've been dreaming of
Angels on the battlefield
Seen them falling from heaven
With intent to kill
I'm surrounded like I'm the one
That broke the seal
This history of violence
This history of violence yeah
Who the f**k gonna save me my brotha
Who the f**k gonna save me
Who the f**k gonna save me my brotha
Who the f**k gonna save me
Who the f**k gonna save me my brotha
Who the f**k gonna save me
Who the f**k gonna save me yahhhh
Who the f**k gonna save me
Resume read like the goat
History of violence hov
Blood on the deed of our home
So glad pops ain't show me the ropes
I ain't ever raise my hand
To a woman or in class
Won't obey no man
Prayers been ignored
By the prophets
So I been at war
With the world like John Wick
I don't play that gook
Or that chink sh*t
Got me hot
Like the hood of my Lincoln
I was giving out the link in my bio
When they thought
That I was giving my linked in
My culture don't believe in shrinks
Like we writing invisible ink
So I been going off
With a viriginia tech flow
I leave this behind
As the manifesto
Little homie
Running up on the bigger homie
Little homie
Wonder why their parents
Split up on me
Little homie
Got history like he roll with kony
Little homie
I'm treating potus
Like little homie
Paranoia
Pushing him to another level
Paranoia
Finding peace inside a cigarillo
Been killing
Since putting my fillings
Under pillows
Made a demon from a demo
See I've been dreaming of
Angels on the battlefield
Seen them falling from heaven
With intent to kill
I'm surrounded like I'm the one
That broke the seal
This history of violence
This history of violence yeah
Who the f**k gonna save me my brotha
Who the f**k gonna save me
Who the f**k gonna save me my brotha
Who the f**k gonna save me
Who the f**k gonna save me my brotha
Who the f**k gonna save me
Who the f**k gonna save me yahhhh
Who the f**k gonna save me
The grainy footage
Proof inside the pudding
America put a foot in that
A** to simply put it
Is you looking
The body cams and the whoopings
Is you looking
The body bags and the crooked
While you looking
Through the bushes
You're like
I don't wanna get involved with you
That ain't my people it's wrong
But that's y'all issue
I can't rock with you
If you ain't showing solidarity
Little homie little homie
Let me talk to you
Reporting live
Live from the belly of the beast
The tower is available for lease
5 star Napoleon complex
White sheets
In the presidential suite
At the front desk
Check in your beliefs
Now your one step
Closer to the dream
Every time somebody leave
They leaving a bloody mess
But ain't nothing room service
Couldn't clean
See I've been dreaming of
Angels on the battlefield
Seen them falling from heaven
With intent to kill
I'm surrounded like I'm the one
That broke the seal
This history of violence
This history of violence
Who the f**k gonna save me my brotha
Who the f**k gonna save me
Who the f**k gonna save me my brotha
Who the f**k gonna save me
Who the f**k gonna save
Who the f**k gonna save
Who the f**k gonna save me
Who the f**k gonna save me yahhhh
Who the f**k gonna save me
Can we all get along