| Yeah
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| I need a second to reflect on what I’m seeing in the news
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| I see weapons intercepting, thoughts of people wearing blue
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| Clearly not though, hatred in their face is premeditated
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| We got phones recording moments, proving some law enforces are outlaws
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| I say some, not every cop abusing power
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| But look from out of perspectives and biases and think about it
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| The way it looks is more corruption than rebuilding
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| So much killing got me feeling up with feelings I’ve been concealing
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| 'Cause I’m afraid to say it wrong, but fuck it, this ain’t about me
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| This about the people they got laying down pleading
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| Begging to breath, pressing they knees against they necks
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| Even the Devil sees this and contemplates therapy, yes
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| That’s why they see marching in these streets
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| Screaming names of all the people that’s are wrongfully deceased
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| That should never be this common at the arms of the police
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| Don’t tell me «All Lives Matter», all your arguments are weak
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| Tell me how you would feel if you got pulled over and Mr. 12
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| Gets up out his car, he approaching and screaming loud
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| «Roll the fucking windows down», if you don’t then you know it’s blauh
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| You peep the side mirror, he close and gun’s already out
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| What to do? |
| I don’t have any clue
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| Never had to fear the man that wears a badge to shoot
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| Shit is sad but it’s true, we need compassion, we do
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| No more victims, let the past be the last thing we have to lose
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| I just wanna get away from the past
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| Thinking 'bout a life where the hate don’t last
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| Feel like people scared of moving forward, so attached
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| And what they know is wrong and some of us still get a badge
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| I don’t wanna say I’m on, that’d be wrong
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| Feel like this been going on for way too long
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| Of course we gon' be fired up, we tired of
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| Seeing people have to fight for help, we’ve cried enough
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| Oh yeah
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| Silent, don’t be silent
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| If you are, you’re just as violent
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| They can try to keep us quiet
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| They can’t hide from the one that’s highest, no
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| Let me tell you what happened to me last night
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| I was with a few homies and had a drink around 9
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| At 11:30, I was try’na sleep, said «Bye»
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| To the guys and their parents, said I’m sober so I can drive
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| In the whip now, headed home, bumping unreleased shit
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| Good vibes on the highway, I’m feeling free then
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| Boom, see the lights, red and blue all over me, shit
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| Something ain’t right but I pull off and I hear creeping
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| He at my window, shining light up in my face
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| Had aggression in his tone before I even said a thing
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| He said «Where you coming from? |
| And tell me, how much did you drink?»
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| I told the truth, I said «A beer out a SOLO cup from a keg»
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| And he said «Bullshit, exit the vehicle and let’s talk»
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| I complied and now I’m sitting on the hood of my car
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| Young dude probably try’na make a name as a cop
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| I understand the game, but I couldn’t believe this at all
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| He takes a pen out his pocket and told me «Look at the cap»
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| «Austin don’t take your eyes off it», I’m talking to me in my head
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| He started moving and I’m glued to it, I know that I’ve passed
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| He puts the pen away and said «I want you to take a few steps
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| Go heel to toe, count 'em out, nine forward then back»
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| This on 287 so there’s trucks and shit flying past
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| Did nine flawless so I turn around and do nine back
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| I see my car, his behind, and now seven more behind his now
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| I got all these pigs around me, felt like I was on a farm
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| Shoulders back and chest out, I can tell they try’na look strong
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| One comes over, turns me around after grabbing my arm
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| Slaps the cuffs and does the search and finds nothing because they wrong
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| Still they left me in cuffs even though I did nothing
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| Now he walks me to his car and I’m like «Nah, bro»
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| I little shaky in my legs, I was nervous, I ain’t faking
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| Started reading my Mirandas like Cosgrove
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| «You under arrest for D-W-I"I said «Huh?»
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| He said «Son, don’t make me have to say it twice»
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| Then it hit me, at this point, I ain’t even been breathalyzed
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| I’m in the car, he started driving, bumping Em the whole ride
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| He was blasting it, pull up to the station and I’m mad as shit, what’s
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| happening?
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| Brings me to my cell and then he slams that shit |
| My anger is through the fucking roof, my dude imagine
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| If you sober and get pulled over and this is where it lands you at
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| Talking to me through the cell, pressing me to tell 'em that
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| I sipped more than I did, but the truth is they wasn’t having it
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| Want me to admit shit I ain’t did, 'cause they harassing me
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| In two hours, the breathalyzer’s set up and he hands me it
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| I deep breath of fresh air, I exhale and waited
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| The results are printed, he stands there and reads it
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| Me mad, I can’t wait 'cause he has to say it
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| 0.00, bitch that’s what I’ve been saying
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| I told you, now I’m free to go, the homie Jordan picked me up
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| Shit I’m on my way home and now my mind is going nuts
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| Moment to reflect my thoughts, I oughta openly discuss
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| But what I asked myself is valid so let me open up
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| What if I was black?
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| What would’ve went differently? |
| Tears, I’m holding 'em back
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| 'Cause I done told the cops the truth from the jump but they still harassed
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| But then I think of all the videos I’ve seen
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| And now I have a first hand experience that they would probably see and laugh
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| What they go through day to day is not comparable' what happened to me
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| And it’s evident, it’s true, we all got access to see
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| The Twitter videos they never show on actual TV
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| Hug the ones you love, express it while you can
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| Know that no one is above, we all humans at the end
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| Different backgrounds is a blessing, teach each others what we can
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| If you listen, then I love you and forever I’ll be here
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| I just wanna get away from the past
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| Thinking 'bout a life where the hate don’t last
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| Feel like people scared of moving forward, so attached
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| And what they know is wrong and some of us still get a badge
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| I don’t wanna say I’m on, that’d be wrong
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| Feel like this been going on for way too long
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| Of course we gon' be fired up, we tired of
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| Seeing people have to fight for help, we’ve cried enough
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| Oh yeah
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| Silent, don’t be silent
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| If you are, you’re just as violent
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| They can try to keep us quiet
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| They can’t hide from the one that’s highest, no |