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letra de pohlease - kamauu

(intro)
as a black person in america, when you see the police
say a little prayer to the shepherd, who let wolves guard the sheep?

(chorus)
who police the police
(who police the police)
who police the police
(who police the police)
who police the police
(who police the them)
when they get out of line
x2

(post chorus)
are they gon’ have to k!ll somebody to get this revolutionary started

(verse#1)
it’s been a while since the kluklux
looked like the kluklux
you ain’t gotta glue clues
as common as glucose
to glimpse them a blue cloak
welcome to america
the new c0ke
a cola coated with a bit a codeine
cope with or decode it
children of the corner
get no dosage from the club
club full of k!llers
k!lling cubs just because
color is a credible cause
to make the bird caw
incredible cost to a mother
to get that cursed call
that’s a curb stomp to her
confidence
that’s as common as condiments
that’s the kind of incompetence
that’ll conjure a conflict
we’re at war with security
after we built the company
yebo

(chorus)
(post chorus)

(verse#2)
welcome to the gauntlet
we’re in the middle of
criminals and convicts
what’s a convict
to a criminal, sanctioned by the law, paid by the general?
or even worse, who do you call
when you’re food for the law
when you’re garner and the concrete
is intruding your jaw
how you shoot for the stars
when peace officers are shooting at yours
how many more malcolm littles
shot or behind bars
while the malcolm in the middle’s
get a shot at the bar
part of the reason why we throw so many shots at the bar pardon my reaching, when you shot me
i was getting my wallet
pardon my screaming
but you take too many shots in the dark
pardon my screaming but
talking over your glock is impossible
this is how it sounds when your skin starts biting you this is how it feels when your skin stars eating you
this is a problem
not a black problem
this is a problem
not a black problem
this is a problem
not a black problem

(chorus)
(post chorus)

(outro)
they don’t have to k!ll
they don’t, they don’t have to k!ll
they don’t have to k!ll
they don’t, they don’t have to k!ll
they don’t have to k!ll

eric garner
dontre hamilton
john crawford iii
michael brown jr
ezell ford
dante parker
tanesha anderson
akai gurley
bettie jones
(reading of countless names of lives stolen by police brutality)

when you see the police
say a little prayer to the shepherd, who let wolves guard the sheep

emmett till

yebo

- kamauu

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