Mixed Blood Majority Foxes Den
[Verse 1: Crescent Moon]
I got frenemies
Got a lot of frenemies
Got a lot of people think they're something they pretend to be
But eventually, expose them and their tendencies
Put ‘em in their proper place with silverfish and centipedes
Tie ‘em in the trees, have ‘em swinging in the wind and breeze for centuries
Then maybe I can finally find a sense of peace
Extermination physically and mentally
Potentially lock down their potential in penitentiaries
[Joe Horton]
I was born in the foxes den
My brain was deprived of oxygen
I came to despise this box I'm in
But then the joke hit
Maybe they don't know that they don't know shit
[Chorus]
All my people mixed blood
Put your fists up
Put your fists up
Put your put your fists up
All my people mixed blood
Mixed blood
[Verse 2: Joe Horton]
I was born in the foxes den
My brain was deprived of oxygen
I came to despise this box I'm in
But then the joke hit
Top siders got a lot of nerve
Right until it's time to swerve
Tires on fire that's the final turn
Fire hot enough to make a diamond burn
Better learn quick or them michelins make you eat your words
Camera
Who the f..ck is that with the camera?
Camera
Why they aiming at me with my hands up?
Can't run
Got me 360 panorama
And I can't kill a villain
Cause I am one
[Chorus]
All my people mixed blood
Put your fists up
Put your fists up
Put your put your fists up
All my people mixed blood
Mixed blood
[Crescent Moon]
I've been every shade under the sun
I've been every name ever came off of the tongue
I am slave in the slave owner's blood
But no matter how I change I remain as one
[Chorus]
All my people mixed blood
Put your fists up
Put your fists up
Put your put your fists up
All my people mixed blood
Mixed blood