Quadro the Magnificent - Anti-Hero Lyrics

Let us get some respect from them that come when some red rum's been done
And when mental stress is testing someone's mettle
Them drugs are no threat compared to stepping on necks, bruh, get fucked
You just can't rep the Punisher and protect us

What's up with the motherfucking skull y'all got on everything, what's it about?
Why is it I can't ask that question without you threatening a punch in the mouth?
There's something about these government thugs running 'round
With the fucking decal of the Punisher up on the front of the Crown Vic
Intercepting innocent citizens
Got me wondering how they expect us to think they really give a shit enough to protect us
It's a setup, they bring all these motherfucking bricks to spots they might get chucked
And they let chuds that hit the folks protesting smoke a cig and not get cuffed
But you get struck just because someone's yelling "fuck twelve"
Shit's messed up

Would you let us get some fucking respect from them that come when some red rum's been done
And when mental stress is testing someone's mettle
Them drugs are no threat compared to stepping on necks
What the everloving fuck
Your "protection" sucks
Quit defending corruption while emptying guns

At the unarmed suspect of some little crumb-theft, running away
What does it say, that they're coming in blazing
All us afraid, not one of us safe
Isn't punishment s'posed be some kind of justice?
Not some fucker holding a grudge 'cause of race
All smug, 'cause he knows that he'll plum get away with it
Whole damn orchard's been so overcome with decay
And I don't know how the fuck we're s'posed to go and live with that
From coast to coast, the power structure's so focused on killing black folks
Oh, it's hopeless, it's really bad
The shit's so broken
We already banned those chokeholds
But they barely care
As our throats close and we beg for air

Would you let us live, please
Vigilante justice isn't what we want from our police
Go peep what anti-hero means
No need for most of these folks to patrol streets
When we protest those that beat people, they repeat it
We see the shit and go retweet it

Some people listen, some delete it
Some keep thinking "must be a reason"
Well, there is, dummy
Come dip your feet in this history that still bleeds
It isn't unique, what they did to Greenwood
We really should've been taught that in school
Instead, we pretended it never happened
"Relax, that's all in the past, and shit's cool"
"Don't do drugs and the cops won't bug you"
"Don't you run 'less you wanna catch a slug or two"
"Won't you stop, give a thought, what they're going through?"
Cop car's got a skull on it, we know the truth
Hold the blue line like a motherfucking gang
Notice who climbs up the motherfucking ranks
Notice who's pouring out potables, breaking shit
Rolling through riding on a motherfucking tank
Y'all are fucking insane

Just let us get some respect from them that come when some red rum's been done
And when mental stress is testing someone's mettle
Them drugs are no threat compared to stepping on necks, bruh, get fucked
You just can't rep the Punisher and protect us