Don't Shoot Video (MV)

It's hands up don't shoot! I'm down on my knees
Begging for my life I hope the reaper let me be
Man my momma still at home and she waiting up for me
Praying to the lord that don't nothing happen to me
It's hands up don't shoot! I'm down on my knees
Begging for my life I hope the reaper let me be
Man my momma still at home and she waiting up for me
Praying to the lord that don't nothing happen to me

I'm a son I'm a friend but I'm a target regardless
The color of my skin a bullseye for the Sargent
Fill my body up with holes while I'm picking out my fro
Man the only thing I'm tryna do is make it back home
But you all up in my path with your gun and a badge
What you mean step to the side? What you mean what do I have?
What's the problem officer? Do you mean that I'm too black?
Do you mean I'm too Hispanic is there something wrong with that?
You a coward if you threatened in my presence
I ain't walking with no weapons I ain't acting like a menace
I'm just minding my own business
Man I'm tryna make it home
Give my moms a hug and speak to pops up on the phone
But you crossing my path like I'm doing something wrong
The type to blow my brains if I'm reaching for my phone
And I better watch my mouth cuz I can die over words
As you Call me a nigga

It's hands up don't shoot! I'm down on my knees
Begging for my life I hope the reaper let me be
Man my momma still at home and she waiting up for me
Praying to the lord that don't nothing happen to me
It's hands up don't shoot! I'm down on my knees
Begging for my life I hope the reaper let me be
Man my momma still at home and she waiting up for me
Praying to the lord that don't nothing happen to me

Now I'm lying on the ground, blood seeping on the concrete
Eyes wide kiss the sky I can't believe he f*cking shot me
Now I hear the sirens coming that's the ambulance
They tryna wake me up like I took a couple Ambiens
But man I think I'm gone and I ain't ever coming back
My eyes start to flutter and my vision fades to black
The pain starts to fade from the bullet in my back
My breathing starts to slow and I no longer try to gasp
I think I gave up on myself
I wake up in a room I see a bunch of colored faces
Bullet wounds in their chests and see the marks left from the tasers
I see Alton,Trayvon, Terrence, Stephon
Philando, Freddie, Samuel, Laquan
Oscar, Michael, Timothy, Keith
Terrell, Tamir, Eric, Tyree
Too many names for me to continue to list
And my name goes next if I don't wake up from this

It's hands up don't shoot! I'm down on my knees
Begging for my life I hope the reaper let me be
Man my momma still at home and she waiting up for me
Praying to the lord that don't nothing happen to me
It's hands up don't shoot! I'm down on my knees
Begging for my life I hope the reaper let me be
Man my momma still at home and she waiting up for me
Praying to the lord that don't nothing happen to me