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letra de black youths & a hoodie - reps reppatwa

black youths and a hoodie, that’s a bad combination
if i talk politics, then i’ll get dragged to the station,
by security, blocking me out, they try securing me
cops with a snout, pointing at
walking down the street like, ‘what you pointing at’?
what happened, was a baton smacked him
the officers down
the innocent, bystanders, never stopping to frown
thugs running, they made him touch b-ttons,
sit in your seat, trigger release – i’ll explain
the kinda things going down at the exchange
2 palms, 3 bags and some gloves
hand on a gun
the finger prints rubbed out
you’re thinking n-ggerish hearing the slums shout
voice of the ghetto
choices can settle your freedom, we need em
if you understand, a hustlers ambition from pennies to make a hundred grand
back to the story telling, won’t hear me dwelling
if i knew who got popped, i’ll call the cops, i mean the po-lice
and don’t freeze
wasn’t involved, but they’ll pull up your clothes
under arrest, for skunk on your breath
the cuffs around your wrists, can’t think, so your heart blinks
and your eyes pump, skipping a beat and now your minds slumped
the lost dreams, cus the glocks squeezed
and it fired blanks, hand helds wouldn’t fire back
before the sirens came, bullets to your cortex makes you find a grave
now dig it, what would you rather, death or prison?
resting in pieces or peace, forgetting to breathe
and that’s your last breath, its letting your heart rest
its art, reps

- reps reppatwa

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