B.A.L.M.

B.L.M
Gotta stutter I still speak up
Man these cops shooting niggas in the streets
They bout to feel us
Man they love to call us niggas
But want be one
Yeah they want to dress the part
They love our style
Want the culture they some vultures
This ain't wow
I ain't surprised
Yeah News been telling lies
Man I'm out here in the sun
Getting darker I still shine
I ain't gone say you need glock or hold a strap but
It's been too long with all this shit
We fighting back
I'm shooting back

B.L.M
Can't hop on this ain't no trend ain't chose my skin
Yeah
We gone keep in fighting till the fucking killing end
Every time that I see them flashing lights the day that I could die
If you white you don't know what it feel like
Even if you try
But you can be on the front line with us and you can join the fight
Lot of people benefit from what we bring and what we do
Yeah we know that all lives matter
We just saying we matter too
I ain't judging by your skin
I'm judging by the things you do
Seen a white guy fighting a cop and then the cop ain't even fire
He's still alive
But for us they don't ask questions
Just start firing
Then they wonder why we mad when they be saying that they trying
That ain't fine
I want to see em all do time

B.L.M
They don't care what type of black you is
They hoping out the whip and grab they gun and they start tapping shìt
I can't lie and say it's all of 12 but know that it's enough of them
We fighting yeah fighting till we reach the end
B.L.M
They don't care what type of black you is
They hoping out the whip and grab they gun and they start tapping shìt
I can't lie and say it's all of 12 but know that it's enough of them
We fighting yeah fighting till we reach the end



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Writer(s): Richard Kler
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