"Police Get Away Wit Murder" lyrics

"Police Get Away Wit Murder"

Oh, this can't be America
Y'all badge don't mean y'all got the right to take one of my niggas life

We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
Nigga, we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
The police get away with murder
We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
That's why we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
Nigga, we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
So you better leave your house with a burner

My whoadie got hit up then my whoadie got hit up (Bow)
I ain't trying to be one of them niggas
But if they catch you with the strap and you black, it's a wrap
Two years with half, that's what the judge give 'em
I'm psyched out 'cause I'm already striped out
But if I get caught without one (Then my lights out)
I'm psyched out 'cause I'm already striped out
But if I get caught without one (Then my lights out)
It get real in the field, your honor
How we supposed to chill when there's no chill, your honor?
Niggas running in your crib, your honor
Tell me what the fuck you would've did, your honor?
You would have got you a strap too
AK, grenades, a shotgun and a Mac too
You would have told your kids to hide
At the front door squeezing on that trigger with pride

We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
Nigga, we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
The police get away with murder
We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
That's why we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
Nigga, we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
So you better leave your house with a burner

This that they don't want us outside shit
Gotta watch how I walk and wear my outfit
White, tan, brown, black, white, tan, brown, black
We only a couple shades darker, how we outfit?
Black males in a hoodie, that's a target to them
They say he oversized and choked him out, that was harmless to them
They'll hit us and try to pay me, like I ain't a artist to them
But fuck it, I'm waking my people, making it harder for them
See, the illuminati hide shit they don't tell us
Well it's the nigga money 'cause my niggas, I'm gon' tell them
The truth, motherfucker, hear the truth, motherfucker
I've really got a story, this ain't a spoof, motherfucker
We'll put our hands up and they'll still shoot, motherfucker
And post on trial for one to two, motherfucker
They give us years for guns and we can buy 'em off the shelf
But you'll get life in a coffin if you don't protect yourself

We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
Nigga, we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
The police get away with murder
We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
That's why we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
Nigga, we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck
So you better leave your house with a burner

Y'all murdered Tyler Woods in Long Beach
He was innocent
Y'all murdered 17 year-old David Joseph in Dallas, Texas
He was unarmed
Y'all murdered 16 year-old Kimani Gray in New York City, March 9, 2013
That's on my birthday, he was unarmed
This shit fucked up, man
Y'all murdered Laquan McDonald in Chicago
They got that on tape
He was innocent
And the list goes on
And they wonder why I live life looking over my shoulder


Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson
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