[Intro: CROOKED] {New-born citizens. You have violated the anti-protest coordinates. We are authorized to use deadly force. We are authorized to use deadly force. You have violated the anti-protest coordinates. We are to use deadly force.}
upon a time 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: KXNG To the police, what kind of do you have to become To kill a so young? He was just having some fun Dear officer, would you shoot if was your son? You pull us over, now we capital one You shoot me in my back and plant a after it's done How much time you get for me? The answer is none You ain't from around So why don't you just go where you're from?
Two little came 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 Kotex You'll be fitted for the next They gon' you up just like coat checks They your people in front of you, what you wanna do? You already what I'm gonna do, pick up a gun or two You picking up your sneakers like runners do, but where you to? Ain't nowhere to hide when own cowardice is hunting you Take a look at yourself, man, mirror got the W You got the L, you you We was sitting in church the Lord may forgive us But an agent of the puppet master was there with us Little did we know this disloyal snake was coiled on our own grass, plotting on different ways he kill us he walked to his vehicle, came back and sprayed major pillars of the community The act was a He knew just what he was doing, true He was carrying out a mission to you or me accomplished to a tee Unity and all the hope it Just became a nightmare in the reflection of our dreams See, we you with open arms then you opened fire So it seems we trust a soul by no means, nah The enemies out here training to hold his right Meanwhile shooting at each other, that us how to fight Damn shame we put each under the doctor's knife In surgery fighting for this punk-ass shit we call our We supposed to be them robocops That'll make the big picture look like photoshop I know you hope it stop, I it's not, I'm loading shots In a .357 minutes before 4 O'clock I know, to a gun in my waist, never fearing snakes Tears up on my face, my spirit aches Sitting in wakes for people who irreplacable We get bad luck the mirrors breaks or not Imagine coming fresh out the And the system already got your name written across your You a flower, you just bloom Unassuming that the mad villains, them MF'ers want your doom So you're incarcerated After all these years, still the hated
KXNG CROOKED] To the police, what kind of beast do you have to To kill a child so He was just having some fun Dear officer, would you shoot if that was your You us over, now we contemplating capital one You shoot me in the and plant a weapon after it's done How much time you get for me? The answer is none You ain't from here So why don't you where you're from?
[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