No More Shots (feat. Kardiac)

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It ain't nothing but a trap 
Young black male with a target on his back
Man shot down hear the gun shots clap 
We all fed up yeah sick of this crap 
We gotta fight back we can't let them reenact
Too many lost their lives 
It just reached a max cap
Death upon me and I'm not ready for that nap
Black lives matter but they don't acknowledge that 
Now All lives matter well ain't that obvious
But here is the struggle when it's used to rebuttal
What's a world without trouble 
It's always been present
Put that 9 to his chest now tell me what's the lesson 
On my hip a Smith and Wesson 
I don't want to be next
Cause a nigga wanna flex
But I ain't pressed by you niggas
Mom's dressed in all black cause the next squeezed a trigger
RIP to that youngin that died last month 
Got smoked like a blunt
Now I smoke to confront 
These strays running wild
Man that was somebody's child
Somebody's cousin 
Somebody's brother
Somebody's friend 
And one of many dozens
We gotta stop gripping these handles that keep busting 
Less aiming with a tool let's aim to start loving
It's touching to see my young niggas tryna make it
But in a split second someone come and take it 
Man thats crazy 

Run a couple blocks and be down before you know it
Keep your hands aside 
They'll fire with no warning 
With the last kids flowers 
Spread All around the corner 
The murders on live with all eyes 
on em

If you don't stop they'll drop 
Then hear them go pop 
See em drop and they gone flock 
Damn And ain't nobody stop 
Bang gunshots 
And they've Killed with no mourning 
16 shots and ain't no body hurt em

So what are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
So what are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?

Waiting on the shots to stop
People dying popping kids 
And they popping cops 
I aint lying its like shooting make you popular
In the hood bruh evil is what got you there
And that aint good aye stop that stuff
Imma call yall bluff
Man y'all aint tuff man enoughs enough
Its like you scared of the fists that'll rough you up
But you can see another day and homie thats wassup
And these cops killing folks too 
They get away go home thinking they cool
But don't forget god sees all that we do 
And when we die he the judge that we go to
Just make sure that Jesus know you
Matthew 7:23 is what you go to 
If want to know the truth that I owe you 
If you continue shooting then grave or the jail 
What you gone choose 

Run a couple blocks and be down before you know it
Keep your hands aside 
They'll fire with no warning 
With the last kids flowers 
Spread All around the corner 
The murders on live with all eyes 
On em

If you don't stop they'll drop 
Then hear them go pop 
See em drop and they gone flock 
Damn And ain't nobody stop 
Bang gunshots 
And they've Killed with no mourning 
16 shots and ain't no body hurt em

Run a couple blocks and be down before you know it
Keep your hands aside 
They'll fire with no warning 
With the last kids flowers 
Spread All around the corner 
The murders on live with all eyes 
On em

If you don't stop they'll drop 
Then hear them go pop 
See em drop and they gone flock 
Damn And ain't nobody stop 
Bang gunshots 
And they've Killed with no mourning 
16 shots and ain't no body hurt em

So what are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
So what are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?

So what are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
So what are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?

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