Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot Back (Dear Officer)

[Intro: CROOKED]
{New-born citizens. You have violated the coordinates. We are authorized to use deadly force. We are authorized to use deadly force. You have violated the anti-protest coordinates. We are authorized to use deadly force.}

Once upon a in the slums a group of people stood up to a corrupt system. And they were all slaughtered. So what did the next generation do? Shoot back
[Hook: CROOKED]
To the police, what kind of beast do you to become
To a child so young? He was just having some fun
Dear officer, would you shoot if that was son?
You pull us over, now we contemplating one
You shoot me in my and plant a weapon after it's done
How time you get for killing me? The answer is none
You ain't from here
So why you just go back where you're from?

Two little boys and knocked on my door and said, "the police just shot your son twice in his stomach". So my..

[Verse 1: CROOKED]
Hey, yo, robocops just tear-gassed a protest
And you don't wanna fight
Congratulations, my nigga, you the hoe test
Just another male in need of some
You'll be fitted for the rope
gon' hang you up just like coat checks
They killed your people in front of you, you wanna do?
You already what I'm gonna do, pick up a gun or two
You picking up your like runners do, but where you running to?
Ain't to hide when your own cowardice is hunting you
a look at yourself, man, your mirror got the W
You got the L, you you
We was sitting in church the Lord may forgive us
But an of the puppet master was there praying with us
Little did we this disloyal snake was coiled on our own grass, plotting on different ways he could kill us
Then he walked to his vehicle, came back and sprayed pillars of the community
The act was a
He knew just he was doing, true indeed
He was carrying out a to kill you or me
accomplished to a tee
Unity and all the hope it
Just a nightmare in the reflection of our broken dreams
See, we welcomed you with open arms then you fire
So it seems we can't a soul by no means, nah
The enemies out here to hold his chopper right
Meanwhile shooting at other, that taught us how to fight
Damn shame we put each under the doctor's knife
In surgery fighting for this punk-ass shit we our life
We supposed to be smoking them
That'll the big picture look better like photoshop
I know you it stop, I know it's not, I'm loading shots
In a .357 minutes before 4 O'clock
I know, to keep a gun in my waist, fearing snakes
dried up on my face, my spirit aches
Sitting in wakes for people who irreplacable
We get bad whether the mirrors breaks or not
Imagine fresh out the womb
And the system already got your name written across tomb
You a flower, you just bloom
Unassuming that the government's mad villains, MF'ers want your doom
So disproportionally incarcerated
After all these years, the most hated

[Hook: KXNG
To the police, what kind of beast do you to become
To a child so young? He was just having some fun
Dear officer, would you shoot if that was son?
You us over, now we contemplating capital one
You shoot me in the and plant a weapon after it's done
How much you get for killing me? The answer is none
You from around here
So why don't you back where you're

[Outro: N9ne]
If you ain't a rebel you ain't shit. If you ain't fight the love of your family, what the fuck are you here for? If you ain't gripping and grinding and building for your loved ones to protect them from the evil people who run this motherfucker, get the fuck out of the way. niggas take it [?]. Listen to CROOK. The cigar-smoking boss. Man up