i spit that shit the streets got to feel for mike brown and sean bell a cop got to get killed cause i m black police think they got the right to shoot me no jail for them their punishment is desk duty they re either killing us or throwing us in the cage martin luther king is rolling over in his grave time to start killing these coppers if malcolm x was alive he ll be next to me with them choppers by any means necessary let s make em respect us these cocksuckers supposed to protect us killing unarmed black men making mothers holler and this who the government paying with our tax dollars all these unjustified shootings then they call us animals when we start looting those kids ain t had no gun and the police knew it jay need to talk to obama or let me do it my hands up gonna feel like they just don t understand us got to stay strong hold on keep our heads up officer please don t shoot cause my hands up my hands up my hands up look how they do us they re gunning us down black males on the menu they re hunting us down put your foot inside my shoes been running for miles who can we call we alone who holding us down my lil homie told me he ready to riot ferguson was on his mind he ready to fire staring at a cop who got death in his eyes he want to kill me i can tell so my hands in the sky i m stressing so i m grabbing my mac 11 told my mamma i m a end up on channel 11 leaving in a box or they ll take me away put away my glock and i bought me a k black boys running from white cops who are they to determine just if our life stops please your honor tell me if i m a goner i can t breath they re choking me words from eric garner you know this shit just ain t right my son ask me this morning daddy we safe right how the fuck i will tell him we ain t got the same rights they put our babies in coffins this shit just ain t life  they don t even read us our rights they don t got to pay for taking a life it s like even if they re wrong they re right 