Lyrics:
[Michel'le]
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer
Why do you wanna see me in a coffin, sir?
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer
I don't wanna be layin a coffin, sir
Mr.
little
Every man that I know got a plan
Every man that I know work for the man
Speak for me and breathe air you breathe
So I know I got something
suppose to raise from the ghetto if the pay little
Every man that I know got a plan
Every man that I know work for the man
Speak for me and breathe air you
Black lives matter
Please don't shoot me down
Tell me why you killing us
Throwing us to the ground yea
Dear Mr. Officer officer
I can't breathe
Dear
I didn't want to come and I don't want to
Be here i'm the son of an
Atlanta City police officer
My cousin is an Atlanta City
Police officer and my
and raise their hand as a sign of respect
In fact, these officers want to take us to prison and each of them has a plan
They are ready to give us free
nowhere to hide
A felony charge I'm riding my bike
It's an officers night
It's an officers night, it's an officers night
Everyone's out, to get a piece
with it
My kinfolk in the maximum security, for no bidness
Sick of I'm missing you, so here's what I'm fin to do
Bounty hunting for badges, fuck
with it
My kinfolk in the maximum security, for no bidness
Sick of I'm missing you, so here's what I'm fin to do
Bounty hunting for badges, fuck
rovasim was a security guard
got shot by the cops for just doing his job
They called a friendly fire but its hard to accept
Since the cop shot
I said please
Officer don't shoot
I done found a legal way for me to Stacc my loot
Got my hands up high
Yeah i know my rights
I Do a lot
But There's
I act You
claim I'm sellin' crack
But you be doin' that
I'd rather say "see ya" Cause I would never be ya
Be a officer? You WICKED overseer!
Ya
and freedom by security officers
Yes, it can be said that consciousness is dangerous here
From the seller on the street to the people who build the road
my life, and don't plan to
How 'bout you officer, you blowin' anything?
Just blow into the tube son
Okay, okay man
Oh what's this man? 2.0?
Oh,
my life, and don't plan to
How 'bout you officer, you blowin' anything?
Just blow into the tube son
Okay, okay man
Oh what's this man? 2.0?
Oh,
industry in Chuckle City
Is the devil (Audience Gasps)
Its evil
Its sinful
And everyone here is a fucking freak
Club Yuck Security
Aye we should get that guy
you be doin' that
I'd rather say see ya, 'cause I would never be ya
Be an officer? You wicked overseer
You hotshot, wanna get props and be a savior
you be doin' that
I'd rather say see ya, 'cause I would never be ya
Be an officer? You wicked overseer
You hotshot, wanna get props and be a savior
sellin' crack
But you be doin' that
I'd rather say "see ya"
Cause I would never be ya
Be a officer? You WICKED overseer!
Ya hotshot, wanna get props and be
vigils
Burning us cuz we some lit individuals
Another cry, somebody die
It’s like some missiles
Shot through our heart by some officer’s wit deadly pistols
[Slug]
I do believe in monsters, I call them officers
I know enough to know to keep an eye on how I talk to them
Some of ya'll are peace, but even
the main message here
Is that they want to see those officers involved
They want to see those officers arrested
Officers arrested
(I can't breathe, I
what is known of the scroll and key
Of the D.O.C.
Yeah
Yeah
I have a secret plan
New world connects and threatens man
Other hand, everyone fake god
Five cops waiting in my dressing room
Goddamn, D, you blowing up
Look at how they beefing up the security (ayy)
I was like, officers, I'll be okay
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