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letra de the alarm - qnp swish

started out playing with basketb-lls and footb-lls on the street
some my homies hit the pros some other bros ended in sheets
what are we to do it’s like a test but got no cheat-sheet
ain’t here to complain i’m just the story-teller feel me?
committing crimes then the judge slam the hammer
the more the brown the better let’s keep filling up them slammers
it’s like we getting targeted just walking down the street
setting people up for failure with these racists as police
they put’ em in the hood just to make things worse
where they know the black and brown stay they want us reversed
so they take us out, one by one, then you can’t afford it
we wanted change we got gentrification unwanted
guess that’s better than my cousin at the border
he got no papers can’t get in he tried but agents warned him
made a run all by himself the federalies swarmed him
they told him come inside again you looking at some bullets
of course they wouldn’t
but now he scared and scarred of what he seen when he lived through that scene
a mexican mother, with her baby wrapped on her
floating on the rio bravo with her mouth in the water
i’m getting chills talking about her
this the struggle when the country cross the line don’t want ya
perhaps i’m crossing lines when i speak what’s in my mind
i heard there’s consequences talking bout it i’m like “fine”
they hearing all these problems but i got solutions
give our people rehabilitation in these inst-tutions
put some color in the white house while you’re at it
it make no sense that they in charge with all these demographics
they might just even sue me with the way i’m talking
might just even put a muzzle on me with the way i’m barking
like stephen hawking, don’t need no vocal cord to speak
my mouth deceased but i bet you’ll feel the words i’m talking
for the love got greed
and if the hate come at me i’ll tell that boy to take a seat
blow you out the water like i’m swimming with the dolphins
prepare you for your ending qnp designing coffins
laps around a hater like i’m measuring a crater
scanning through your mind but i burned all of that data
later, might catch a debtor i won’t tell him pay up
i’m breaking in his window taking wallets call a fed up
the feds wonder how i make my bread
how i get the flossy chain that’s usually, on my neck
i hear a tapping on the call when i speak with el vino
we talking bout the ladies that ain’t code for no kilos
sometimes i think about all of my people
how i gotta step away once my account hits 7 zeros
i think about them all it’s bound to happen got no ego
the only way it’s stopping is if i run into debo

- qnp swish

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