Tyson James – Hey YouTube

Letra “Tyson James – Hey YouTube” Official Lyrics


Intro

Hmph
C’mon, YouTube
Why you ban my stuff?
I thought we were supposed to be tolerant
I mean, what happened to My Truth?
You know it’s funny how
All these rappers talkin’ ‘bout murdering, killing
Raping, stealing, and I get banned

They trippin’ at ya’ boy, YouTube gave me one strike
Ya’ll about to see the hand of God, gimme one swipe
Callin’ out sin, but ya’ll j’wanna shun Christ
But e’rybody bowin’ to the Son, when He comes, right?


Verse 2

And maybe I should make a song, a thuggin’ like it’s cool
Or maybe make a song, a sellin’ drugs to the youth
Maybe then I’ll blow up, maybe then I’ll be huge
Big Tech fights back, when you fightin’ for the truth


Verse 3

Look, I ain’t passive with the work, but if I rap like Lil’ Dirk
And kill black men, then go brag on who I merk
Or tell kids to get high, like pass another Perc
But that path don’t work, man, the last will be first


Verse 4

You’ve picked a fight with the deal breaker
I’m a American, and y’all the real traitors
You gon’ see the sword, and He the steel maker
Then you goin’ to the furnace, He the real baker
Now, how it feel to be a vapor?


Chorus

Hey, YouTube
Why you ban me?
I just wanna live
I ain’t tryin’ to get ya’ Grammy
Deleting people that ya’ don’t like
Must be handy
I thought y’all were tolerant
I’m not understanding
I support the people, real families
I’m on God’s team, you need Him, badly
Hey, YouTube, why you ban me?
You backed me in a corner
Now, you made a vigilante!


Verse 5

Look, you made a vigilante
Y’all gon’ be crappin’ in your panties
When ya see the King comin’ with the Stanley
Hammer comin’ down on you to patty, heh
I serve a God of war, now that’s manly, huh


Verse 6

Twitter, iTunes, Instagram, Spotify
Youtube in bed with elite, y’all are codified
Heaven’s exclusive, you may not qualify
You may be swimmin’ in fire, with the Sodomites
Ouch!


Verse 7

Look, I’m just tryin’ to tell people truth
You bannin’ my boys, and you bannin’ me, too
You say I’m the Klan, ‘cause I stand with the blue
Go ‘head, stand with the devil, I stand with my crew


Verse 8

I know you wanna get ya’ little hands in my new bag
I know you really wanna ban the 2A
Look, this could go one of the two ways
Nah, screw it, man, send me to the gulags, where’s my cell?


Chorus

Hey, YouTube
Why you ban me?
I just wanna live
I ain’t tryin’ to get ya’ Grammy
Deleting people that ya’ don’t like
Must be handy
I thought y’all were tolerant
I’m not understanding
I support the people, real families
I’m on God’s team, you need Him, badly
Hey, YouTube, why you ban me?
You backed me in a corner
Now, you made a vigilante

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