| I won’t tell you that it’s gon' be ok
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| And I can’t see the sun through all the darkened rays
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| I don’t claim to have the answer, it’s more than some can say
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| I won’t tell you that it’s gon' be ok
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| It might not be ok
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| Mommas been cryin' and they gon' keep cryin'
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| Black folk been dyin' and they gon' keep dyin'
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| Police been firin' and they gon' keep firin'
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| The government been lyin' and they gon' keep lyin'
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| Propaganda news channels, that shit is all for show
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| Camera phone videos is like all we know
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| Diluting what an eye witness might really say
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| Because the whole world saw a murder yesterday
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| Now your account ain’t what it used to be
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| According to them your eyes can’t adjust to the violence you ain’t used to see
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| Police brutality is all in your mind
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| And the tactics that they use only look worse in rewind
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| And people die everyday, you should get used to it
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| Hands behind yo' back, face down, and still say you shootin'
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| Can’t breathe
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| Knee where your neck be like why you movin'?
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| Kids in your car, headed home like what you doin'?
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| Like why you chillin'? |
| Fuck yo' feelin’s
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| Why you smilin' when I’m so serious?
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| I hate patrolling your space, like why you livin'?
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| Stop asking questions, why you filmin'?
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| You look suspicious, I think you dealin'
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| Step out the car, fit the description
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| Someone I fear, I need to kill it
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| Blood on the curb, I need it spillin'
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| 'Nother civilian, 'nother not guilty
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| 'Nother T-shirt, 'nother rap lyric
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| 'Nother life gone, I can’t forgive it
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| I won’t tell you that it’s gon' be ok
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| And I can’t see the sun through all the darkened rays
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| I don’t claim to have the answer, it’s more than some can say
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| I won’t tell you that it’s gon' be ok
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| It might not be ok |