Armand Hammer, The Alchemist, Quelle Chris — Chicharonnes

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[Intro: billy woods]
This shit is like Reiki to me, man
Man

[Verse 1: billy woods]
Got caught with the pork
But you gotta kill the cop in your thoughts
Still sayin’ pause
Negroes say they hate the cops
But, the minute somethin’ off, they wanna use force
I just work here, I’m not the boss (I’m not the boss)
I never bought in, so when it go left, it’s no loss, no loss
When they look back in history
Make sure I’m absolved (Make sure)
Don’t try to rewrite the past
It’s oral history where I’m involved
(Green, man, don’t let ’em do it man, don’t let ’em do it)
(You know they gon’ do it)
Your crew fragile as the Caucasus, as the Balkans is
It’s one nigga who nice (Yup), the rest sausages
Got caught with the hog leg
But you gotta kill the cop in your head
The officer in your mind, red handed
The chicharrones was chili and lime

[Chorus: Quelle Chris]
Oh, oh, if you off the pig
Is you offin’ pigs or offerin’ figs?
Oh, you big and bad?
Blowin’ hay and sticks, huffin’ bricks
Clip the snout (Snout), to spite the mouth (Mouth)
Write the lips, put it on the spit
Pig roast, who got jokes?
Fryers for the skin (Skin)
Cold swine shoulders get the smoke
Oh, you big and bad?

[Verse 2: Quelle Chris]
Huffin’ sticks and bricks, crushin’ oats
Cut the snout, to spite the house
And check the host
Put it on the spit
Pig roast, who got jokes?
We let BLM be the new FUBU
We ain’t bros
Wake up like Dap, hollerin’ at HBCUs
Soo-wee, seems they serving casings
Meat and metal made
US of BDSM, hog-tied
Shove an apple in the face
Word spread, snowballin’ on the animal farm
Plans to do Napoleon harm
Keep the little piggies safe inside they bonds
Wee wee, all the way
Group think, modern day
Sheep callin’ sheep sheep on ol’ sick Donald’s See ‘n Say
Soo-wee, get a plate, get a taste
Adam’s baby back rib
The other white meat
Sacrificial murdered blacks
For the spirit dinner type feast

[Chorus: Quelle Chris]
If you off the pig
Is you offin’ pigs or offerin’ figs?
Oh, you big and bad?
Blowin’ hay and sticks, huffin’ bricks
Clip the snout, to spite the mouth
Write the lips, put it on the spit
Pig roast, who got jokes?
Fryers for the skin
Cold swine shoulders get the smoke
Oh, you big and bad?
Soo wee