They killin niggas like they huntin, so I stay up in the house
We ain't rocking wit em then, an we ain't rocking wit em now
An they started all the trouble, but they blamin me some how
So I gotta tell the story, gotta show how it go down
Police killin all the niggas, Trayvon martin was a victim
Tell me how u kill a nigga, and somehow go beat the system
He was ordered not to kill em/him
Finger hot up on the trigger
All he had was
He was armed w tea and skittles
Perpetrator gotta pistol
Then we talk bout Eric garner
Last words was I can't breath,
That was just like George Floyd, piggy killed em w his knee
He ain't even get no charges, police let him off for free
Nigga go an rob somebody, then he get like 33
So we gon fight, punch, and burn the buildings
We gon spray the walls, like f*ck the police
I remember Guyger killed Botham Jean
So f*ck the rules, cuz they don care ab me (Dam)
Ian peacefully protesting, they don't know bout how I'm stressing
If I'm stopped by the police imma leave in a casket
Rodney king was a lesson, doing nothing bring arresting
Hands up, don't shoot, tell me why my life the/ a question
Rainy days, like where the sun
This hear ain't bout games and fun
Speak one time, and then I'm done
Our freedom still has not begun
400 Hunid years of injustice where we at
They was hangin us at picnics, that's a fact
They was making whips to hit us in the back
They make it seem like it's wrong to be black
Rodney king we by yo side
Trayvon martin got no life
Eric garner had to die
Sandra bland was a lie
Aubrey tried to fight
Walter Scott, tell me why
Breonna Taylor homicide
Kenneth walker, murder tried
Tamir rice, 12/they pulled up, they ain't tell him put it down
Freddie grey, 0 charges filed, someone tell me how
Alton sterling, close range shot in the head he in the ground
Man these police is the problem, how bout you get on the ground
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They killin niggas like they huntin, so I stay up in the house
We ain't rocking wit em then, an we ain't rocking wit em now
An they started all the trouble, but they blamin me some how
So I gotta tell the story, gotta show how it go down
Police killin all the niggas, Trayvon martin was a victim
Tell me how u kill a nigga, and somehow go beat the system
He was ordered not to kill em/him
Finger hot up on the trigger
All he had was
He was armed w tea and skittles
Perpetrator gotta pistol
Then we talk bout Eric garner
Last words was I can't breath,
That was just like George Floyd, piggy killed em w his knee
He ain't even get no charges, police let him off for free
Nigga go an rob somebody, then he get like 33
So we gon fight, punch, and burn the buildings
We gon spray the walls, like f*ck the police
I remember Guyger killed Botham Jean
So f*ck the rules, cuz they don care ab me (Dam)
Ian peacefully protesting, they don't know bout how I'm stressing
If I'm stopped by the police imma leave in a casket
Rodney king was a lesson, doing nothing bring arresting
Hands up, don't shoot, tell me why my life the/ a question
Rainy days, like where the sun
This hear ain't bout games and fun
Speak one time, and then I'm done
Our freedom still has not begun
400 Hunid years of injustice where we at
They was hangin us at picnics, that's a fact
They was making whips to hit us in the back
They make it seem like it's wrong to be black
Rodney king we by yo side
Trayvon martin got no life
Eric garner had to die
Sandra bland was a lie
Aubrey tried to fight
Walter Scott, tell me why
Breonna Taylor homicide
Kenneth walker, murder tried
Tamir rice, 12/they pulled up, they ain't tell him put it down
Freddie grey, 0 charges filed, someone tell me how
Alton sterling, close range shot in the head he in the ground
Man these police is the problem, how bout you get on the ground
We ain't rocking wit em then, an we ain't rocking wit em now
An they started all the trouble, but they blamin me some how
So I gotta tell the story, gotta show how it go down
Police killin all the niggas, Trayvon martin was a victim
Tell me how u kill a nigga, and somehow go beat the system
He was ordered not to kill em/him
Finger hot up on the trigger
All he had was
He was armed w tea and skittles
Perpetrator gotta pistol
Then we talk bout Eric garner
Last words was I can't breath,
That was just like George Floyd, piggy killed em w his knee
He ain't even get no charges, police let him off for free
Nigga go an rob somebody, then he get like 33
So we gon fight, punch, and burn the buildings
We gon spray the walls, like f*ck the police
I remember Guyger killed Botham Jean
So f*ck the rules, cuz they don care ab me (Dam)
Ian peacefully protesting, they don't know bout how I'm stressing
If I'm stopped by the police imma leave in a casket
Rodney king was a lesson, doing nothing bring arresting
Hands up, don't shoot, tell me why my life the/ a question
Rainy days, like where the sun
This hear ain't bout games and fun
Speak one time, and then I'm done
Our freedom still has not begun
400 Hunid years of injustice where we at
They was hangin us at picnics, that's a fact
They was making whips to hit us in the back
They make it seem like it's wrong to be black
Rodney king we by yo side
Trayvon martin got no life
Eric garner had to die
Sandra bland was a lie
Aubrey tried to fight
Walter Scott, tell me why
Breonna Taylor homicide
Kenneth walker, murder tried
Tamir rice, 12/they pulled up, they ain't tell him put it down
Freddie grey, 0 charges filed, someone tell me how
Alton sterling, close range shot in the head he in the ground
Man these police is the problem, how bout you get on the ground
Writer: Tyler Robinson
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