[Intro: Gil Scott-Heron & IDK]

Should there at any time become a clear and present danger

Initiated by the radical elements threatening the operation of the government of the United States of America

Members of this radical element shall be transported to detention centers

Until such time as their threat has been eliminated

Code King Alfred

Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: IDK & Lil Yachty]

Bring Obama back, tell 'em bring Obama back (Back, back)

Got the Uzi and a cannon, where the drama at? (Grrat, grrat)

Oh, they askin' for a favor, where the commas at?

Uno, dos, tres, ayy, cuatro, cinco, seis, ayy

[Chorus: IDK]

We shall overcome (Ayy)

And if we don't, bitch, you better run (Ayy)

They comin' with the sticks and the drums (Ayy)

The money make the band sound great, buh-buh-buh-buh

[Verse 2: IDK]

What's your rate? (What's your rate?)

I'd rather do the flight than wear a cape (Phew)

R.I.P. to STP the Great (R.I.P.)

SMG, we got it out the crate (SMG here)

Ring a bell and make a nigga late

Like, what it do, Bob?

This a warzone, send 'em to the gulag

They was talkin' shit, now they talk to 2Pac

Now they J.F.K. with the roof off

[Chorus: IDK]

Like we shall overcome (Ayy)

And if we don't, bitch, you better run (Ayy)

They comin' with the sticks and the drums (Ayy)

The money make the band sound great, buh-buh-buh-buh

[Verse 3: IDK & Lil Yachty]

Ayy, she know I'm daddy, so she goin' to Baghdad

Like a militant, I make the lil' bitch calm down, I'm a Ritalin

Talk behind my back, but you actin' like you innocent

We no longer cool, why you actin' like we friends again?

When bass up, make a check hit

I buy commercial real estate, not a necklace

Someone throw a brick at my stepfather Lexus

11106, that's the address, bitch

Ayy, Bowie, Maryland, just to be exact

He stole my mama house, ain't no G in that

Countin' up my own money, now I'm free at last

Uno, dos, tres, ayy, cuatro, cinco, seis, ayy

[Chorus: IDK]

We shall overcome (Ayy)

And if we don't, bitch, you better run (Ayy)

They comin' with the sticks and the drums (Ayy)

The money make the band sound—shh

[Verse 4: IDK & Lil Yachty]

Bring Obama back, tell 'em bring Obama back (Back, back)

Got the Uzi and a cannon, where the drama at? (Grrat, grrat)

Oh, they askin' for a favor, where the commas at?

Uno, dos, tres, ayy, cuatro, cinco, seis, ayy

[Outro: Gil Scott-Heron]

Um, it's 1972, an election year

And, once again, Black people are running

For their lives