Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stop , by - Steve RoxxSong from the album Words Paint Pictures, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Stop |
| Take your time |
| Don’t be in a hurry |
| You don’t have to… |
| Luxury vehicle, not a drop of white in it |
| Personal license plate so they know it ain’t rented |
| Cruising by the Cruiser so they got to see who in it |
| A young black male with the intent to sell |
| «Happy"through the speakers bump a lil' bit Pharrell |
| Go easy on the gas cause these cops now shell |
| Five miles later there’s another on the trail |
| A nigger sweating bullets like he moving by the scale |
| Lights flash and life does too |
| Make a decision, what the fuck you suppose to do? |
| When the law is in the rear view to serve no protection |
| Firing shots off, no discretion |
| First impression can be your last one |
| You visualize when you pass 'em |
| We know the stories and the scene is a continuation |
| Quiet street to enforce this extermination |
| Through your mind reverse the situation |
| Mike shot with his hands held high |
| And John got killed because of a damn lie |
| killed blocks away from where Big Mike died |
| Oscar got shot with his hands cuffed behind |
| Shawn killed the night before his wedding that was tough |
| Diallo shot at 41 times, these cops are nuts |
| Victor shot handcuffed in the cop car |
| They ruled it suicide so tell me I’m not far |
| From being off when I’m thinking just to run |
| It don’t matter that I’m innocent when they pointing the guns |
| My life is in the balance |
| And I was never trained for this challenge |
| So to me that’s a lose/lose |
| This ain’t the way we trying to make it on the news |
| Mama hearing stories 'bout her baby that ain’t true |
| Slander in the first |
| Dehumanized before you even lowered in the dirt |
| Shot at nine times when you was just leaving work |
| Now who afraid of whom? |
| Cops drawing guns on black males like high noon |
| Guilty I assume what they thinking cause I look |
| Like one of them guys featured in they book |
| They ask me where I’m going |
| State the violation |
| Right on red light |
| What’s my occupation? |
| License and registration |
| Tell me where you coming from |
| I search your car, any drugs any guns? |
| «That's only if you plant it"I respond with a smirk |
| He shot a look back, my response was knee jerk |
| Let off with a warning consider myself blessed |
| Only a few alive can understand that stress |
| And there is sometimes that everybody gets lucky |
| And I know the feeling |
| When I’m stopped |
| I wanna go somewhere |
| So far away from here |
| But I don’t think he getting me |
| So what? |
| When I’m stopped |