Chesapeake Beach (feat. Scummy G)
Meds switched up, got a little sicker
On the couch in the cut, tea in the pitcher
Lemon in there, that's word to my wheels
Ice in there, that's how my heart feels
No sugar in the tea, how the fuck do y'all deal?
They blind as can be, saying shit that's not real
I'd be downtown, but I don't wanna' get shot
By a boy with a gun with the rights of a cop
Fix the police
That shit's gotta stop
Your partner fucks up, make the handcuffs lock
Grow some balls, read their rights on the spot
You're a good officer?
Earn your badge and take their Glock
Leaders on the hook, voting out the Rook
White people shook, I'm ashamed what it took
Twenty-five-to-life, throw the book at the crook
We are way past memes, RIP Queen
Kids livin' in these nightmare dreams
That do not stop when the alarm rings
Priests getting maced in a holy place
So The Word can be debased as a prop and disgrace
Hated for my pigment, damn right I'm livid!
My Black Life Matters, but I thought that was a given
Some of y'all don't get it
You'd rather turn away 'cause you got that privilege
We're fightin', dyin', pleadin', tryin' to get y'all to listen
Help us seek justice, reconstruct the system
Help us seek justice, and reconstructing the system
Help us seek justice, reconstruct the system
Help us seek justice, and reconstructing the system
Here we go where the story ends
White people just get bored again
I think it's time to flip the script
There's something real we need to grip
Our silence is so sad and sick, blasting hip hop out our whips
On the way to see our cliques, but we are blind to lynching clips
I'm done. It's over, my mouth won't stop
Mom and Dad never gave the Cop Talk
To be clear, I don't hate police
But, what I hate is bloody streets
Questioning: How free's my speech?
Nazis made it to the Chesapeake Beach
You chose this man, see what we reap
Lady Liberty watching mothers weap
Hated for my pigment, damn right I'm livid!
My Black Life Matters, but I thought that was a given
Some of y'all don't get it
You'd rather turn away 'cause you got that privilege
We're fightin', dyin', pleadin', tryin' to get y'all to listen
Help us seek justice, reconstruct the system
Help us seek justice, and reconstructing the system
Help us seek justice, reconstruct the system
Help us seek justice, and reconstructing the system
On the couch in the cut, tea in the pitcher
Lemon in there, that's word to my wheels
Ice in there, that's how my heart feels
No sugar in the tea, how the fuck do y'all deal?
They blind as can be, saying shit that's not real
I'd be downtown, but I don't wanna' get shot
By a boy with a gun with the rights of a cop
Fix the police
That shit's gotta stop
Your partner fucks up, make the handcuffs lock
Grow some balls, read their rights on the spot
You're a good officer?
Earn your badge and take their Glock
Leaders on the hook, voting out the Rook
White people shook, I'm ashamed what it took
Twenty-five-to-life, throw the book at the crook
We are way past memes, RIP Queen
Kids livin' in these nightmare dreams
That do not stop when the alarm rings
Priests getting maced in a holy place
So The Word can be debased as a prop and disgrace
Hated for my pigment, damn right I'm livid!
My Black Life Matters, but I thought that was a given
Some of y'all don't get it
You'd rather turn away 'cause you got that privilege
We're fightin', dyin', pleadin', tryin' to get y'all to listen
Help us seek justice, reconstruct the system
Help us seek justice, and reconstructing the system
Help us seek justice, reconstruct the system
Help us seek justice, and reconstructing the system
Here we go where the story ends
White people just get bored again
I think it's time to flip the script
There's something real we need to grip
Our silence is so sad and sick, blasting hip hop out our whips
On the way to see our cliques, but we are blind to lynching clips
I'm done. It's over, my mouth won't stop
Mom and Dad never gave the Cop Talk
To be clear, I don't hate police
But, what I hate is bloody streets
Questioning: How free's my speech?
Nazis made it to the Chesapeake Beach
You chose this man, see what we reap
Lady Liberty watching mothers weap
Hated for my pigment, damn right I'm livid!
My Black Life Matters, but I thought that was a given
Some of y'all don't get it
You'd rather turn away 'cause you got that privilege
We're fightin', dyin', pleadin', tryin' to get y'all to listen
Help us seek justice, reconstruct the system
Help us seek justice, and reconstructing the system
Help us seek justice, reconstruct the system
Help us seek justice, and reconstructing the system
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Patton
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