2complyordie!

Walking down the block minding my own business
Cops approach me aggressively
Asking me why I did it?
Complexion made me a criminal
Feelings now are conflicted
Sweat build in my palms got me hoping somebody witness
I put my hands up
I'm innocent sir
I don't know what you talking about but you ignorant sir
I got a wife and two kids who would like if I lived
And you stopped me because I'm black and that's discriminant sir

Let me see identification
His hand on the gun
Mind playing tricks on me should I stay or should I run?
Start visualizing my babies
Either way I feel I'm done
If I reach for my ID he gon claim I reached for a gun
I lower my right hand start directing it towards my wallet
His gun slip out the harness, he screaming at me to "stop it"
Pop pop
2 Shots both in the stomach so I drop
Never did nobody wrong but it's these bullets that I got
Start breathing real heavy my body go into shock
My eyes start cutting out
Momma warned me don't trust a cop

Let me see identification
His hand on the gun
Mind playing tricks on me should I stay or should I run?
Start visualizing my babies
Either way I feel I'm done
If I make a break for it gotta cut and dodge the gun
So I turn and start my 40 yard dash
This cop fast
Pull the gun out quick won't be long for he start to blast
Pop pop
One miss and the other enter my back
Pop pop 1 graze
Fuck he's aiming for center mass
Pop pop
Academy taught him wrong his aiming is bad
Pop pop
Two enter my leg before my body crash
Body on the ground life flashing before my eyes
Everybody get to live
But we just live to survive
I start thinking bout my babies never get to see em thrive
A Light appears in the distance I could see the other side
Why the fuck did you run, I asked for your ID?
Knowing very well that either decision would kill me

Cuffs on my wrists
Knee in my neck
The bullet entered my back and end up lodged in my chest
My body go into shock
Words I never forgot
Parents had sat me down said these killings will never stop
How do you tell your kids that they hate you for skin you got?
Momma looked me in the eyes and said
Don't you go trusting cops

Equality far fetched this country don't know the meaning of it
Another day another death
Another cop kill someone from putting pressure on their neck
Looking for peace sign pictures that could dominate the press
Any excuse to paint a black man villain to kill a black man living
Cause if you black and crime is committed your blackness did it
Criminalized soon as they see your pigment
Karen dialing that 9-1-1
For a cop that could turn you spirit no airlines
This whole land breed bigots
Whether complying or resisting
Get 33 in your back like Pippen
It makes no difference
No matter if they did or didn't
Them whites don't get it
They benefit from hate built systems



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Writer(s): Victor Candelario
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