Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Shoot, artist - Page Kennedy. Date of issue: 09.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Shoot |
| Alright man, it’s late enough to go do this video |
| Ayo make sure you get the toy gun, we don’t want no bullshit going on, alright? |
| Alright |
| Let’s go knock it out and get home you got school in the morning |
| Hop in my whip with my son headed to my final destination, like GPS had my life |
| address location |
| Just thinking of this, another shoot shit, why didn’t I say shoot, |
| why didn’t I say sketch, why didn’t I say skit, why didn’t I say shit |
| Alive on arrival at the bank, the coast is clear nobody here so we think |
| And Tim gets his first shot pretending that he robbin me, his phone is out the |
| gun is fake so it’s obviously a prank |
| We get the rest of the shots that we needed |
| We got what we came for, we good now its time for us to beat it |
| Inherently somebody must’ve been scared apparently cause they called the cops |
| now the sirens are scaring me |
| First objective, make sure my son stay calm, stay calm |
| We don’t want mistakes or bad breaks |
| He dropped the gun it was plastic so it broke |
| But he still had that bandana around his throat |
| GET DOWN! |
| Tim Tim, listen to me. |
| Just do what they say. |
| It’s fine, |
| we haven’t done anything wrong |
| Trying to get their attention, cause I want the guns to rest my way |
| Seen this movie before, more than Next Friday |
| No witnesses, so nobody else is getting this |
| Can’t rely on surveillance cams from businesses |
| But then I remember I got a large following, nervous swallowing, |
| can’t breathe but gotta gather all the wind that I can |
| Our plan is to Facebook Live this, to document any surprises |
| That’s when I slowly reach down for my phone and they can hear from my tone |
| that I’m not a threat I think I thought that alone |
| Cause as soon as I got my fingers into my pocket I heard a sound and I fell to |
| the ground fast as a rocket |
| And I ain’t even feel no pain my whole body is numb I’m going blind trying to |
| stare at my son |
| I told em get back but it didn’t come out clearly |
| Blood spilling out my mouth, so he can’t hear me |
| Officer: Get your ass down |
| Tim: Dad! |
| Officer: Put your hands behind your head and lock your fingers |
| Tim: Tim: You shot my dad, he didn’t even do anything |
| Officer: You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do will be |
| held against you in the court of law… |
| Tim: Dad please don’t die. |
| I’m sorry |
| Now some think this could be an honest mistake, honestly mate this ain’t the |
| time that I’mma relate, I’m sitting here beatin, I’m bleeding, I’m not breathin, |
| I’m needin a damn ambulance and nobody have a chance to call it |
| All that’s happened is that they still handcuffed me, i’m shot but still |
| handling me roughly |
| I hope the people filming me choking will think of me and pray while I’m |
| sitting here soaking in my DNA |
| Now Tim in back of a squad care the cops are looking stupid at each other |
| knowing they shot another brother, unarmed |
| I should’ve made it home unharmed, hoping I awake from a dream but there’s no |
| alarm |
| Asking me questions like how I’m supposed to answer that? |
| Like why’d you reach your phone down and where your hands is at |
| It was my phone sir but why’d you shoot me 5 times? |
| Wait… wait…(choking) |
| (Sirens) |