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letra de scared of us - khao

no justice no peace in these streets
can’t you hear the babies crying

politicians and crooked police
worried about the mighty dollar

instead of us, instead of us, instead of us
got another shot fired

chorus

they scared of us, they scared of us, they scared of us
if we ever get united

trouble
trouble
trouble
trouble

remember late night in the dope hole
with a half bag and smoke pole
it’s a cold game
you admittedly gave cocaine
to the same people that you locked up
gave a life sentence and did the whole thang
that what the plan was the whole time
now i keep a n-gga with some closed eyes
celebrating your holidays pray to yo god cause you stole mine
k!ll a n-gga when they whistling at yo women
when you come and rape mines
tearing down our hero’s
you do the same thing but you keep yours
quick to hit a n-gga with the rico
see the bull sh-t through the peep hole
hustle air to the death
listen shorty all we got is our g code
better stand up or get rolled over
hit the front line let em go solider
huh yo partner they some shooters huh
all you n-ggas wanna k!ll something
shoot at chief keef shoot at 69 but do a d-mn thing to george zimmerman
ok and all these black women come up missing
where da f-ck is all the real n-gga
all you n-ggas shooting in the club
get yo hard ass in the field n-gga
ok i’ll be d-mn if i won’t bust mine
risk my life, take my time
no you n-ggas ain’t revolution ready
y’all ain’t even finna waste my time
chorus

they scared of us, they scared of us, they scared of us
if we ever get united

trouble
trouble
trouble
trouble

khao verse

get me the illuminati
call the white house to talk to somebody
about our forecast on life -no sunny days
man the visions cloudy
no need to be alarmed get rowdy
call for back up cops double up
your project was to keep us in the hood in other words blinded covered up
not exposed to what we could have
got me irate man i hate
how the knowledge that we lack
got us taken back
to a slave driven mind state
willie lynch it’s encrypted from
the play book that it’s scripted from
brother say he’ll die for a neighborhood his momma just got evicted from
another name that the cops slained
better lay low when it’s close to dark
they bucked at me threw the cuffs at me
boycotted the bus
like i was rosa parks
you say you wouldn’t join the military but you trapping hard so you might as well
another agent for the government when your in the hood serving clientele
think about it -we in the hood trapping and loving it – the same way a soldier representing the government
soldiers supplied with their weapons and training
the same way we are with the drugs were slanging

gotta wake up its time people
every body get in line people
the system played us
and you can’t see it
like i’m in a world full of blind people

chorus

they scared of us, they scared of us, they scared of us
if we ever get united

trouble
trouble
trouble
trouble

joyner lucas verse

i got into a lot of trouble back when i was 10
back when i use to have a lot of friends
back when i ain’t have no common sense
back when i use to play simon says
and never listen to a thing my moma said
with a thing for myself so i pretend
do i wanna be rich well it depends
i mean i can be rich like hov and puff
i can be rich like warren buff
or i can flip bricks and all them drugs
but that’s more trouble for all of us
sometimes i be thinking hard to much
like what if xxx was hard to touch
what if rosa never caught the bus
what if more parents was hard on us
look what if kaepernick wasn’t all black
what if trayvon and zimmerman never crossed paths
what if malcolm ain’t have a dark past
what if
what if sean bell never got engaged
what if donald trump never got his way
what dr. king ain’t have a lot to say
make way for penalty
aka the k!ller me
the kkk got denim sheets
but n-ggas can’t even kneel in peace
n-ggas can’t wait to get at me
police can’t wait to finish me
throw dirt on my name and spit at me
then shoot me and say i’m finicky
i gotta pray for my enemies

trouble
trouble
trouble
trouble

grey verse

they know what it is
they know we the truth
and when they seen pyramids we were thru/
they drew up scheme
to wipe us out clean
they seen all the greatness and never recouped

conditioned our minds to believe that we less than human
with a book to recite to the youth/
manipulation got us tight in the noose
and everyday we see it right in the news

it’s blasphemy
that you’ll blast at me
if i smash ya sneaks
and be a casualty/
but won’t flash the heat
when the crackers beat
ya black ass to sleep
you wanna ask for peace
and then crash the streets
strapped wit da gasoline
burn da sh-t down to an ash and leave/
these protests backwards if you askin me
cuz when the party’s over and yo asses leave

cops still k!ll a n-gga before da nights done
care less if they shot the right one/
we just record, and let the likes run
all these images we seein it gotta incite something
while you stunting on the gram wit all the nice guns
pull up wit da stick you got to light one/
all these oppressors you got to strike one
what we gone do? fight or run our mouths?

- khao

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