Lyrics:
around
Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a fuckin' fool
To be livin' by the street rules
Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you ditch
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Heard they want me dead, heard they want my bread
Good luck chale, ay, good luck chale, ay
Nuttin' for the police, tryna
hand
My heart is stoppin'
And it feels so right
But I think it's gonna rain
Got caught by the police
Foggy windows but we got off right
Hang out at your
to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast
they want is a piece
Of the pie that you keep
Is that too much to ask of those who lay the concrete?
Still laying on concrete
Pop, pop by police
the guitar
The way Dave played was very individual
I'd been overwhelmed by all the culture
Art School prays the life I'd never really understand
I sat down
of truth, you will rise above
You can make it through, there's no stopping sign
Running all the way
Everything you know by now, you take for granted
Try
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
Yea!
[Chorus]
These niggas wanna see me
'cause of the way I shine
But it ain't that easy
To get mine
You get ya ass laid down
Down,
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my volume way past
the other day,
And your union's not a union till he's thrown out of the way,
And he's chokin' on your links of the chain, of the chain,
And he's chokin'
to fight
Going out tonight
Represent the
Black Lives; black lives
Police brutalize
Reply, with the violence
Black Lives
Represent the thugs
Empowered by
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
When the police on the horses were waitin' on demand,
ridin' through the strike with the pistols in their hands,
Swingin' at the skulls of many a union
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
but by other man
We all know time is ours in the ghettos
But it's not the ghettos so long
So ghetto youths
Keep ya calm and keep it cool
Don't let no
seal, it ain't no real pint
That's the police, I can tell by their headlights (Fuck)
Glock on me and I'm nervous, this shit real life (Fuck)
'Cause I
the other one lacks it
Guns are power controlled by assets owned by financial forecasters
Who are the masters? They are the gangsters, they are the bankers
Jean
Mixin' vodka with caffeine
We've got strangers stopping by
And though you're out of tune
Girl, you blow my mind, you do
And I'll say as I
That lil' ass bag, and that pussy ass boy won't say it, ayy
Man, you don't come future around this way, nigga (free DDawg)
(PlayBoy on this bitch)
carried on our calling doing duties as police
But then came the devastating '14-'18 war
Borders threatened by German colonies of Africa
Our boys then
Here we go, turn it up, let's start
From block to block we snatchin
Hearts and jackin marks
And the punk police can't fade me, and maybe
We can have
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