| Just because we kill off each other don’t give you an excuse to do it too, no,
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| no
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| Mr. Officer, I can’t breathe 'cause you’ve been pressin' my neck with your
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| knees, for years now
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| We’re no different to other generations, growin' up fightin' all the segregation
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| No, we won’t stop 'til we get peace
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| (Bando, haha)
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| The feds keep killing my people, they’re not good peeps, they’re evil (Done out)
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| And it hurts when they take one of ours, 'til we take one of them,
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| when the gang’s all equal (Ayy)
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| Black lives matter, we still try kill so I guess it can’t be peaceful (Sad
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| truth)
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| And free all my guys on the wing
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| If you’re doin' life or just got recalled (Ayy)
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| I just got a call from bro
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| And he just got life, got me feelin' stressed (Free him)
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| I told Shivz that your son’s a star
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| Plus God’s with him so your yout is blessed
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| SJ, my darg, my sho, see him in court, bro tried his best
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| There’s no evidence on S
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| But twenty-one years got slapped to his chest
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| Yo, I just want P like Diddy, police on my back cah I look like my Pops (Marky)
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| Hold up, stop, 'cause of that, why you want me locked?
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| I seen man get shot and chopped
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| Got racks on racks, still come to the block (Normal)
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| The fans saved me and got me hot
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| Used to answer lines and chop down rocks (Bando)
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| London City, I’m hittin' the stage so I guess life really is for me (Yo)
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| Eighteen, put twenty on jewels
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| Surely, I take man’s sis and shorty
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| Can’t say all cops are naughty
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| But fuck them man, gunshot for porky (Baow)
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| Walkie-talkie, that shit haunts me
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| Free all my guys, pray for me (Please)
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| Black lives matter, they act like they don’t know this, hey (Ayy, ayy)
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| Just because we kill off each other don’t give you an excuse to do it too, no,
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| no (Ba-baow)
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| Mr. Officer, I can’t breathe 'cause you’ve been pressin' my neck with your
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| knees, for years now
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| We’re no different to other generations, growin' up fightin' all the segregation
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| No, we won’t stop 'til we get peace
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| These feds keep preeing cah I’m black
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| They’ll see you in a group and call you a gang (Oh, no)
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| No cap, no cap, free Slim Jim, twenty-one in the can (Free bro)
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| Bro got a bird, put his head in his hands
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| It is what it is but it wasn’t the plan (It weren’t)
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| On the other hand, them man chat and do it for the 'Gram
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| Feds took S and made it awkward, so I said «Bando, we gotta go forward»
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| Go all in, got rum pouring, that’s for the ones that are fallen (R.I.P)
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| When I wake up in the morning, I’m lookin' at my DMS, fans saying I’m awesome
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| We’re keepin' it going, we don’t know about forfeit
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| Little bros listen whenever I’m talking (It's love)
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| Just call a bro in jail and he’s tellin' me «Drop more tunes"(Free him)
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| I tell him «Real soon», I can’t refuse, then he said «You already know what to
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| do"(I do)
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| He said, «Have you seen the news? |
| The boys in blue tryna kill black youts»
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| No remorse, just execute, they think they’re solid, we can see right through
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| (We can)
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| I’m out tryna double, not take no L’s
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| I’m not a guy that flips by their self
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| Every little helps, we’re coming for the belt
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| I’m runnin' on stage, supporters yell
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| We done excelled
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| I gotta bypass all the hate in the world (I have to)
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| We done excelled (Ayy)
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| I gotta bypass all the hate in the world
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| I’ll do for you, if you do for me (I'll do for you)
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| May the Lord bless whoever been through it with me (May the Lord bless you)
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| May the Lord bless whoever been true to me
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| 'Cause snakes in the grass ain’t new to me
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| If you say that you love me, then prove to me
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| Lord knows that I miss my dargs, I miss my dargs, I miss my dargs (Yeah,
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| I miss my dargs)
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| Pour Henny and for my people that ain’t here, that we left in the past (Oh)
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| If Josh was here, I know he’d say «I don’t want you to ball
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| I just wanna see you balling"(Yeah)
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| Black lives matter, they act like they don’t know this (Ayy, ayy)
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| Just because we kill off each other don’t give you an excuse to do it too, no,
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| no
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| Mr. Officer, I can’t breathe 'cause you’ve been pressin' my neck with your
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| knees, for years now
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| We’re no different to other generations, growin' up fightin' all the segregation
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| No, we won’t stop 'til we get peace
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| NA |