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murder rate out of control this sh-t just gone keep rising

lil n-ggas in the hood don’t know what traumatized him

now it ain’t no coming home cuz he was just out sliding

our n-ggas gone keep dropping feel like what’s the use of trying

only thing these n-ggas really care about is money

switched up and tried to hit a stain and caught 2 to the tummy

hood be like the crash test and n-ggas be the dummy

when you start to do yo best n-ggas start to move funny

born with brown skin we run when we hear sirens

feel like the bullets that they carry call our name like byron

it may not look it yet but i promise you we been tryin

this sh-t been gеtting rough but ima just come out a diamond

they told us pants up on our waist and police don’t got sh-t to say
ask martin how that playеd out cuz ain’t sh-t changed today

n-ggas take a jog in peace and white folks they got scared a race

lost another king shotgun sh-lls knocked him on his face

rest in peace ahmaud black men dropping like a price

he was 12 pull up on the scene and shot him twice

born with our skin weaponized as a trait

i don’t really think they know the struggle living with our face

but they want the culture locked up in a shiny case

product of environment he trying to find his place

ain’t n0body bring him in this money what he chase

all his heroes shiny t–th and money ain’t no cape

when you in your prime n-ggas hate like it’s a sport

i been ballin like a pro i’m really the king of the court
i been doing good but i can’t stop i need some more

chased it on my own got the keys and opened doors

stomach sh-t he leakin clutchin his gut on his knees

flexing pipes they caught him lacking and that n-gga freezed

life flashed before his eyes before he even blinked

shot right thru his eye now when he blink that n-gga wink

to much bloodshed losing n-ggas left to right

it’s to many sides i wonder who gone win this fight

while n-ggas resting sleeping n-ggas creepin through the night

i know sh-t looking dark right now the future looking bright

i can’t go for nun ion live my life wit ease

body weight up on his neck he told them he can’t breathe
i don’t know what made these goofy n-ggas think we underneath

i’m banging mlk till our reality his dream

smartest n-gga in the hood got made into a mock

n-ggas jealous of him cuz he got ts on lock

goofy posting pictures of his self with that new glock

now his face on every person shirt up on the block

it’s hot like atl because we scoring like the hawks

thought he was gone make it loss of blood went into shock

put holes all in his body like that n-gga was a croc

time running out these n-ggas better catch the clock

- rbo glizzy

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