Interlude, Vol. 1

Bullets bouncin' off the backboard, blood spillin' on the damn floor
Got us runnin' out the back door
Fifth time at the liquor store cause my
Cause my brother stand on the wrong side of the damn court
For a good price and a he just extort all your rights for a reward
And I be Makin' music down by the motel
Watchin' rich folks go in and out the hotel
Good soul repent his sin in a cold cell
Fed snatch your life but first they ring the doorbell

Cops are quick to, pick to kill you, give a mother all the tissues
Turn the social to vocal issues, use abuse you then salute to
Men in suits who hide the truth, and shoot the youth just for shootin' hoops
And they show no proof, and they formed a coup, and they wearin' blue
And I'm speakin' the truth and they just replace it
Better not confuse it they just erase it
Run you on a felony blood on the pavement
Brother tellin' me he got life in prison
I don't care what it takes imma make it even
I don't mind dyin' for something I believin'
You can bleed us out but we won't stop breathin'
You can read my rights but the cop keep cheatin'
Why

People foldin' up like a hundred dollar bill
Patrol your life after a makin' a deal
Rat you out don't care how you feel
And they takin' a kneel
In the end they just bend and snitch on a friend
If you give them some gems and a bitch in a benz
And the feds apprehend and send to the pen
While you can't comprehend how your friends
Could pretend for a bad dividend
What happen to them
Money in their face got them actin' again
If I catch em' laggin' I blast for revenge
If you backstabbin' can't make no amends
May God give you grace
My gun out the safe
I sit and I wait
I place all my hate and I take all the weight
And I break on my faith put a date on your fate
No escape for a fake

Why'd you make me do it man
You didn't have to do that shit, you didn't have to do it
This was on you man, you made me do this
You made me do this



Credits
Writer(s): Sahil Sewani
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