Cops shoot a nigga dead
Bang bang
But who's to blame
Let's break it down before we choose a name
On one hand you got the cops
Or the opps
Stay harassing niggas everytime they hit the block
Fill us with the paranoia, family destroya
Probably shooting niggas cuz we all kinda annoy ya
Every cop ain't bad, but every mama sad
When her son finally come home but in a body bag
Wonder what he thought
When he suddenly got shot
Shoulda listened to the pops that was never there
Never cared
All he thinkin is that God is real
And he hoping he can make it into heaven still
Despite all of his crimes he was certain he had time
RIP to the niggas that won't get too old
RIP to the niggas that done they lost they soul
He in his grave you suspended with pay woah
Land of the free home of the brave
This is all that I have to say
Land of the free home of the brave
This is all that I have to say
Land of the free home of the brave
This is all that I have to say
Land of the free home of the brave
This is all that I have to say
Can I Live can I give everything that I got
Can a young nigga be the one blowin up the spot
Can I live one day as a king at the top
Before You try to knock me off give a young man a shot
Can I Live can I give everything that I got
Can a young nigga be the one blowin up the spot
Can I live one day as a king at the top
Before You try to knock me off give a young man a shot
Fox news throws shade at a grieving mother
Say how you crying for your son when niggas kill eachother
They got a point
We kill our own misters
Kill our own ma'ams
Kill our own sisters
Reload the clip and kill more niggas
Digging more holes than the gold diggers
Like the 49ers from Cali to the Carolinas
We Kaepernickin and now Trump is trippin
Zimmerman trigga man killa man dead
Yeah my people riot cuz the lies we been fed
Still a mother cries gotta look her in the eyes
Tell her why her son died man it's black genocide
Listen to my pride it's tellin me not to cry
Listen to my pride it's tellin me not to die
Listen to my pride it's tellin me not to hide
Listen to my pride it's saying I gotta ride
Blaow
Can I Live can I give everything that I got
Can a young nigga be the one blowin up the spot
Can I live one day as a king at the top
Before You try to knock me off give a young man a shot
Can I Live can I give everything that I got
Can a young nigga be the one blowin up the spot
Can I live one day as a king at the top
Before You try to knock me off give a young man a shot
Land of the free home of the brave
This is all that I have to say
Land of the free home of the brave
This is all that I have to say
Land of the free home of the brave
This is all that I have to
Yeah
This got me thinking of Martin
Trayvon or Luther
Either way a young black man is taken by the shooter
Lord
This make me think about Floyd
Or back when I was a boy
My papa told me keep my hands out my pocket when I'm shopping
They don't need a reason
They claim they scared and now it's triggers squeezing
And while you laying on the floor just seizing
They get a pat on the back
Yo mama filled with sorrow
He clocking in tomorrow
Foreal
This make me think of Emmett Till
I still get cold chills thinking how his mama feel
This make me think about my future kids
And when the year is 2040 can they even live
Or are their tomorrows only hollow
Filled with sorrow hollow-tips
I think I lost my grip along the way to make some sense of it
Will I make it through this battle
Will I get a chance to have em
Will they put me in the gravel
I Pray not but I don't doubt it Can I Live

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Writer(s): Casey Jones II