My Sister wheezing, so I'm speeding down the E-Way
Having a Baby, don't blame me for being late (don't blame me)
Officer lights so bright
I hear a siren (what the fuck?)
Pull me over and it's over
Shots firing (buh buh)
Bleeding bad, tryna look at his badge (what's up?)
Bloodbath 'cause he decided to spas
Aiming at my brain to put me under a grave
Cops say yo' car was moving faster than a runaway slave (damn)
Then I froze
Can't even stand up on my toes (nah)
Why shoot when there's a taser and a pole (why man?)
Blue and Black Lives Matter
Who knows? (Who knows, who knows?)
Is you gon' call it in?
The ambulance, they could of took me (yeah)
It's always that one cop that try to be a rookie
This ain't right
Why blacks and whites can't stick together
Through whatever
Sorta like a Duplex Cookie, you fuckin' rookie
Beat us and treat us so rotten
Still think we slaves, we just not picking cotton (in the fields)
Y'all beat us and treat us so rotten
Still think we slaves, we just not picking cotton (we need a pill)
Y'all beat us and treat us so rotten (so rotten)
Beat us and treat us so rotten (so rotten)
Beat us and treat us so rotten
Still think we slaves, we just not picking cotton
They don't really want us to speak, it's about unity
Right now I'm rapping on a white man's beat (I am)
'Cause I'm complete, and comfortable with me
Every white man is not corrupted like the white men we see
I can vouch for that
But some still stuck in a state of mind
Of putting us behind, and making us leave out the back (Rosa Parks)
Play that damn danger when they among us (yeah)
But 164 years back they hung us (y'all did that)
I'm not a slave to the white men
Or white women standing by me
I'm not a slave to the record labels biding how to sign me
I am not a slave, I am brave
Video every cop that make us stop
Before I body drop and be sure to press save
We need that for proof
These cops they goof
They pull you over and shoot
Then play it off like "Oops"
Intimated by our presences, so he would draw the weapon
Not screaming justice for nothing
We not gon' keep on felon (nah)
Beat us and treat us so rotten
Still think we slaves, we just not picking cotton (in the fields)
Y'all beat us and treat us so rotten
Still think we slaves, we just not picking cotton (we need a pill)
Y'all beat us and treat us so rotten (so rotten)
Beat us and treat us so rotten (so rotten)
Beat us and treat us so rotten
Still think we slaves, we just not picking cotton
Of course, there's no remorse
Upon on the force
Freedom of speech, 'til I'm hoarse
You ain't gotta (you ain't gotta)
You ain't gotta (you ain't gotta)
You ain't gotta call me a nigga
I'm dead even if I surrender
You ain't gotta call me a nigga
I'm dead even if I surrender (yuh yuh)
You ain't gotta call me a nigga
I'm dead even if I surrender
I said you ain't gotta call me a nigga
I'm dead even if I surrender
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