Get Behind Me
[Chorus: Tyson James]
My opps are tryin' to plop but they will never win
I'm behind the cross and you will never find me
I'm on a mountaintop, I'm 20 steps ahead of them
All you fakes and all you phonies, you can get behind me

[Verse 1: Tyson James]
All you race babies
You still in chains, you a slave labor
Now tryna' be a friend, I'm a gamechanger
You follow the crowd, there's a Way greater
But killin' babies in the womb?
I would not wanna take that to my tomb
I just told Kamala "Get back on your broom
And get out of my city, my kids won't be groomed" (Uh-uh)
Bunch of beta boys sport CRT
Couple screws loose, y'all are retarding
And you vote for Biden like he could be our king
Y'all got chains on you, but you sayin' "We are free"
Now why did you move out the 'hood wit' yo' kids?
Obama done gone out the grid
Tell me a city majority black and everybody flockin' and wanna go live, ouch
Them facts hurt, where the fathers at, y'all are bastards
"But it's the white man", grab a lantern
Shed light on it, see the pattern?
Now you know I lived in the 'hood (I did)
I will never go back, understood? (You crazy)
Wit' a white card, I grind hard
You can stand in my foot (Haha)
[Chorus: Tyson James]
My opps are tryin' to plop but they will never win
I'm behind the cross and you will never find me
I'm on a mountaintop, I'm 20 steps ahead of them
All you fakes and all you phonies, you can get behind me

[Post-Chorus: Tyson James]
You can get behind me (Get behind me)
I ain't playin' games wit' you, get behind me (This ain't no game)
All you phony Christian rappers, get behind me (Y'all bunch of phonies)
I know you scared to say it, you can get behind me
You can get behind me

[Verse 2: Bryson Gray]
Everybody ain't made for this so get behind me
Tell the labels to stop callin', can't nobody sign me
And I, and I, and I know ANTIFA tryna' find me
Tell 'em that I got that 45, I ain't talkin' Dante (Believe me), ayy
Everybody scared to say the truth these days
This world seem like a zoo these days
I was a controversial team years ago
But everybody actin' brand new these days
Okay, I got it
This is it, they persecuted the prophets, so how does it profit
If you gain the world, but you losin' your soul?
That's why I gotta stay silent, they say that I'm toxic
Well, that's true, but only if you lettin' homos define it
They go to college and come to our socials
But that's exactly the way they design it
I want the notepad, finna hotter than the sands
But you see it as soon as you find it
I know y'all bonnet was leadin' you to buy it
They holdin' you hostage, I'm just bein' honest!
[Chorus: Tyson James]
My opps are tryin' to plop but they will never win
I'm behind the cross and you will never find me
I'm on a mountaintop, I'm 20 steps ahead of them
All you fakes and all you phonies, you can get behind me

[Post-Chorus: Tyson James]
You can get behind me (Get behind me)
I ain't playin' games wit' you, get behind me (This ain't no game)
All you phony Christian rappers, get behind me (Y'all bunch of phonies)
I know you scared to say it, you can get behind me
You can get behind me

[Interlude: Tyson James]
Hehe, yeah
I told you these people are not honest
They won't tell you the truth about Black Lives Matter
ANTIFA started by a bunch of fat radical lesbians
Heh, you laugh, but that's true
Bunch of devil worshipers at best
Now listen, you start bein' honest
They ain't gonna invite you to no Grammy, you ain't gonna get no Grammies, bro
That's it, that's done
You trade the truth for fame and riches
That's why I call y'all a bunch of phonies
And now you wanna vote for a Democrat
As if they're doin' you some kind of favor?
News flash, they don't love you
They hate you, they're usin' y'all
And y’all just love to be used
Take a look around
Every single Democratic-ran city is a craphole
Now listen, one thing I cannot do
Is respect a dishonest person, I can’t do it
I’m not here to be your friend, I don’t care if you like me
I'm not here to be nice to you
My job is to tell you the truth
And the fact of the matter is, I hear nothin' from y'all
When innocent people, innocent children
Are murdered on the sidewalk
I hear a lot of George Floyd
I hear a lot of white supremacy
I hear a lot of fake racism
All you guys can't get it, man!
Until y'all start speakin' up and tellin' the truth
Well, we gonna have a problem, man
It's gon' be a mess
So I suggest you grab some discernment
And take your head out of the sand
[Post-Chorus: Tyson James]
You can get behind me (Get behind me)
I ain't playin' games wit' you, get behind me (This ain't no game)
All you phony Christian rappers, get behind me (Y'all bunch of phonies)
I know you scared to say it, you can get behind me
You can get behind me