BLAM (feat. CEDDYJAY)

Tell me why the... Cops keep killing I don't wanna die as a villain Pray I make it home to the children Hands held high to the ceiling Cops keep killing I don't wanna die as a villain Pray I make it home to the children Hands held high to the ceiling Screaming Yeah the people need healing I don't know bout you I don't see cops I see demons No I cannot breathe you press my neck on the cement Don't want momma to see meh Soon as she turn on the tv With a r.i.p but the man still free And the reason for my death Cuz I'm black as my jeep Not a captain ah speak In ya caption for weeks Another dead black body lying in the street Tell me what it takes till we really live free The badge make you bold but your soul is empty See me on the block all I feel is envy Treat me like a thug man that's evidently Ancestors come down protect me Devils pushing they tempt me I be minding my own I don't know why they resent me We built this country for centuries In return it's against me My people fight for your freedom Know your rights you got plenty Lord sent me Cops keep killing I don't wanna die as a villain Pray i make it home to the children Hands held high to the ceiling Cops keep killing I don't wanna die as a villain Pray I make it home to the children Hands held high to the ceiling Screaming Yeah the people need healing I don't know bout you I don't see cops I see demons (Uh) No I cannot breathe you press my neck on the cement uh Don't want momma to see meh Soon as she turn on the TV F*ck 12 Senseless Why you wanna leave nigga breathless Guess when you black in Amerikka You ain't never made it on the guest list Helicopters? military? feeling like shit is preliminary Living in my own obituary Rocking all black that's the shit I'm wearing Middle finger to that bitch name Karen And they killing niggas they ain't even caring Think we had enough and yeah we done with baring And we fighting back although the shit is daring Shit let me take a whole breather Ain't it ironic? now I hit them with the ether G shit, that's it Pull up to the protest we pull a Kapnick Coming from a place where niggas get they cap peeled F*ck I look like being scared of a blue bitch? They gone have to shut me up, I got loose lips I'm young, black, smart they consider me dangerous A nigga with an attitude, bitch I'm ruthless You gonna pay me mind better hear my two cents Cops keep killing I don't wanna die as a villain Pray I make it home to the children Hands held high to the ceiling Cops keep killing I don't wanna die as a villain Pray I make it home to the children Hands held high to the ceiling Screaming Yeah the people need healing I don't know bout you I don't see cops I see demons No I cannot breathe you press my neck on the cement Don't want momma to see meh Soon as she turn on the tv