Текст песни
You just kill the poor, protect the rich
Kill the pure, protect the sick
Kill the king, protect the snitch
Yeah that's how you get your kicks
Be we powered with a fist full of jewels
You can save all the promise for the fools
And everything you do's a block to control
And now we involved inna Black vs Blue
I take this moment for my brother Kwes
Destructive Rhythm in his system since the moment of his death
Watched your soul disappear into the fog
At your wake I hugged your moms, man I miss you God
Probably in heaven freestyling with the angles
Meanwhile it's me hollering 'what could I've done to save you
You always said that I spit that heat
My debut you were supposed to be on it his album's incomplete
As we move along, no life don't really change much
No I don't really age much, but I ain't the same bruh
Some would say I've gotten older and wiser
Got married to my love, got rid of the hoes
The lies, trust
Hard to come by, when you've done the things that I've done
But uh, hope is always there, long as the sky's up
Look at my circle and I see that's shit's open nigga
Why the fuck it's broken nigga? I ain't even joking
Word of advice, you gotta watch your friends
Some you lose over bitches, some you lose over ends
I wish some of my niggas were still friends
Nah I don't speak on it much cause it hurts me that they don't still hang
At this point I give a fuck who's right or wrong
Man I miss those ride alongs
So, I write a song about it
Who got time to beef when all this drama with police
Tension is deep still I can't even breathe
Mr. Officer, can we have a peace offering
Before you pull out and take a piece off of me
Won't keep me quiet even if you read my rights
Abuse of power out of spite, yet your privilege is still white
Seems to me I'm guilty by association
But you're guilty of appropriating
Our lifestyle and all our open cases, man it's so contagious
Yet some don't feel it's racism if it's not open hatred
Some white folks pretend like they don't know this
If you see an injustice, suggest you grab your phones kid
Call somebody make sure they get you home quick
And when you feel it's safe to do so, go 'head and post it
Funny what being choked can do to a nigga
Finally we have awoken, all it took was a few triggers
Being pulled by blue fingers
Talking that's how they do business, man they the true killers
Give em a badge, now they're immortalized
I guess that mean their life is worth more then mine
Well if it is we gon' organize
And expose the racism that you had with your corporate ties
The more the lies the more mortified we are
Street prophets, we offer history in street knowledge
Show you systematic racism got deep pockets
From music, to movies to fashion to colleges
Not longer the corporate world and politics
We need businesses where only we profit
I put that on my three daughters
And if you don't like it then tell a pig to squeeze harder
Kill the poor, protect the rich
Kill the pure, protect the sick
Kill the queen, protect the bitch
Yeah that's how you get your lift
Be we powered with a fist full of jewels
You can save all the promise for the fools
And everything you do's a block to control
And now we involved inna Black vs Blue