Ejk

Our protector turned enemy shoots a gun at you recklessly
We got violent tendencies. Is corruption our legacy?
When you sell meth and ecstasy, different kind of death penalty
Might as well just say rest in peace, use this song as an elegy
For all of those who died before justice was served
And those left behind to see their loved ones dead in the dirt
Everybody who was made into a victim
By the cheaters, oppressors, and killers in this broken system

Fuck the badge the uniform and the shotgun
I just wanna live where it's safe for my godson
Am I under arrest or being put to rest
Do you see me in a cell or with a hole in my chest

Manipulation and lies institutionalized
They see the tears in the eyes but still deaf to the cries
Still blind to the light still ignoring the truth
That any minute a cop could fuckin murder you

You see the pistols they're packing but the compassion they're lacking
They really wanna see action so they go target the masses
When all this shit becomes habit, need an excuse better have it
Fill up a bag and then plant it after the massacre happens
Maybe they won't see just dealers and junkies
But my friends sister wasn't really that lucky
Do you think we'll survive and do you think we will manage
When they brand dead kids as collateral damage?
Fake justice, it's controversy
Looking at Kian on his knees screaming, begging for mercy
Trying to learn but I don't know what to do
If Buybust taught me one thing it's cops suffer too
So I don't know anymore
But the face of evil is getting harder to ignore
No quick fix no elegant solution
It's not blood on our hands man it's a revolution