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It could be you...
[Hook x8: Jasia'n] Cops killin' niggas at the liquor store
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr] He was just going to the store to get some swishers Get a couple scratch off, sat a long day, worked his ass off Ain't doing nothing just minding his own business Trynna get home and watch the Heat play Memphis Off the street he saw the one's out For some reason, they running at him with their guns out The store owner saw he had a gun So on the low, he picked up the phone and he called the ones And he ain't even have a chance They woulda bullets in his body up and it look like it's made of [?] Shut down like a wanted man, like his face on a wanted poster reward a hundred grand Police killin' niggas gotta stop The next day in the headlines, another cop shot a cop They just thought he was another nigga To their surprise, this nigga was a cop, he was undercover
[Hook x8: Jasia'n] Cops killin' niggas at the liquor store
[Verse 2: Ras Kass] Have them niggas thought interests Alarm sound like don't be a menace Unarmed and defenceless This killing is senseless They claim he had a concealed weapon That was just a paper bag with his guinness he paid for Still got shot with acuteness Everyday blackless, black males on the hit list Filmed by eyewitness, justice is blind That bitch always find the pigs innocent Yo, how was it legal to abuse me Bodega, choked me to death for a loosey Make my brain bleed at the [?] I needen' first aid at the right A Murded for being black guy on bright day Fuck dirty harry, crooked cop make my day Cuz if we targeted your children like that You'd hate our race, ho, you already do that, bitch
[Hook x8: Jasia'n] Cops killin' niggas at the liquor store
[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz] Let's say I'm just an ordinary man, married and all I'm a father, pay taxes, and I abide by the law But damn, why I let my kid go to the store Feels like, I just shipped him off to war And I don't know if I'm ever gon' see him again Or if some cop gon' kill him and take his freedom My son is not gon' stand here and take your beating You a cop boy second, but first we men Blessed, full of youthfulness Best thing I ever bought him was the bulletproof vest Best thing I ever taught him: give what you expect If I'm mourning by the morning It's gon' be some more death And I swear on the bible as I testify But turn that shit to the page that says a eye for a eye I'm burning up a rage and I'm not gonna lie Somebody gotta pay, gotta pay with their lives
[Hook x8: Jasia'n] Cops killin' niggas at the liquor store
[Record of Eric Garner right before he got shot dead] 'Get away [garbled] ... for what? Every time you see me, you want to mess with me. I'm tired of it. It stops today. Why would you...? Everyone standing here will tell you I didn't do nothing. I did not sell nothing. Because every time you see me, you want to harass me. You want to stop me (garbled) Selling cigarettes. I'm minding my business, officer, I'm minding my business. Please just leave me alone. I told you the last time, please just leave me alone. please please, don't touch me. Do not touch me.'
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