[Intro: KXNG {New-born citizens. You have violated the anti-protest coordinates. We are authorized to use 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 time in the slums a group of people up to a corrupt system. And they were all slaughtered. So what did the next generation do? Shoot back KXNG CROOKED] To the police, what of beast do you have to become To kill a child so young? He was just having fun Dear officer, you shoot if that was your son? You pull us over, now we capital 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 from around here So why don't you just go back where 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: KXNG Hey, yo, them robocops tear-gassed a protest And you don't wanna fight Congratulations, my nigga, you passed the hoe another male in need of some Kotex You'll be fitted for the rope They gon' hang you up like coat checks They killed your people in front of you, what you do? You already know what I'm do, pick up a gun or two You picking up your sneakers like do, but where you running to? Ain't nowhere to when your 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 praying us Little did we know this disloyal snake was coiled on our own grass, plotting on different ways he could 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, indeed He was out a mission 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 open arms then you opened fire So it seems we can't trust a by no means, nah The enemies out here to hold his chopper right Meanwhile shooting at each other, that taught us how to Damn shame we put other under the doctor's knife In surgery fighting for this punk-ass we call our life We supposed to be them robocops That'll make the big picture look like photoshop I you hope it stop, I know it's not, I'm loading shots In a .357 three minutes 4 O'clock I know, to keep a gun in my waist, never fearing Tears dried up on my face, my aches here in wakes for people who irreplacable We get bad luck whether the breaks or not Imagine coming out the womb And the system already got your written across your tomb You a flower, you just bloom Unassuming that the mad villains, them MF'ers want your doom So disproportionally incarcerated After all these years, the most hated
[Hook: CROOKED] To the police, what kind of beast do you to become To kill a child so young? He was just having fun Dear officer, would you shoot if that was your You pull us over, now we capital one You shoot me in the back and plant a weapon after it's How much time you get for killing me? The answer is You ain't around here So why you back where you're from?
Tech N9ne] If you ain't a 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. Real niggas take it [?]. Listen to CROOK. The cigar-smoking boss. Man up