Red and Blue

Damn, the red and blue, shit, who knows what they bound to do
With a black man in his black car in his black hoodie
Minding his own black goddamn business, fucking bullies
What the fuck you stop me for? I ain't do shit

This the second time this month I gotta deal with
The officer behind me, such an inconvenience
Pull out my phone to film, IG gon' see this
Red and blue in my rear view, so what my windows ain't see through

You fuck with me and I respect you? Nah, I'ma say I know my rights
And I'ma show him my skin too, you see that
Roll down your window, I just wanna talk
This car was bought and stolen, leaving New York

This car ain't stolen, sir, you're mistaken
How long is this gonna take? Because I got people waiting
So I know my rights and you can't switch the car
You can't violate the law, I don't care who you are

Your job makes you blind, you can't see very far
And by the way, sir, here's my PBA card
Red and blue pull up on you, what you gon' do
There's only so much you can do

What happens depends on the color of your skin
And you know that that shit's true
Red and blue pull up on you, what you gon' do
There's only so much you can do

What happens depends on the color of your skin
And you know that that shit's true
What's going on? 12 must've lost they mind
Man, they do that shit all the time

Try to hit me with the time, but they couldn't pin me with the crime
But that's the system by design
That's how they control your mind, yours and mine
But they hated mine a longer time

12 must've lost they mind
12 must've lost they mind
12 must've lost they mind
Red and blue pull up on you, what you gon' do

There's only so much you can do
What happens depends on the color of your skin
And you know that that shit's true
My license straight, and I don't speed

There's nothing in the car, no sign of weed
But I'm nervous though, should I bolt or stop
End up like my nigga Walter Scott
This the third time this fucking week, it's insanity

Why they always gotta fuck with me
Why they always gotta follow me
So they could ima do the all on me
And make me another casualty

Dramatic family, and when he stopped me
I gave that motherfucker everything
Even sold him security
Then what he say to me? Get out the car real slowly

Then he radioed to the whole cavalry
Said he got the guy who did the armed robbery
And now the lynch mob came and surrounded me
I closed my eyes and I saw Ahmaud Arbery

God help me
Our father who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
What you gonna do

There's only so much you can do
What happens depends on the color of your skin
And you know that that shit's true
12 must've lost they mind

12 must've lost they mind
12 must've lost they mind



Credits
Writer(s): Eugene Toussaint, Everett Hopkins, David Washington, Jack Gomez, Franklin Gomez, Garfield Williams
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