Sistah-G

It was early Sunday morning
They told us 'Freddie Gray is dead'
Nero, Rice and Miller
On North and Mount, they said
Patrollin' in the ghetto
Doin' the things we know they do
Freddie had a switchblade
A suspected 202
And when he tried to leave
They had to take him down

Sister Carolina
Was called to Adams STC
'A broken back,' they told her
But they did not let her see
He'd had a 'rough ride' on the journey
They told her he'd become distressed
Why they shackled him in irons
Was never properly expressed
She said: 'God if I ever needed you
I need you now'

Then they tried intimidation
On a man called Mr Moore
Who made his own investigation
On the streets of Baltimore
And when the people wouldn't take it
43 In just a year
Then the burning and the looting started
A form of justice, if you care
They said 'we're not gonna leave it
We're not gonna let him down'



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Wheatcroft
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