​dystopia.

[Intro]
I got friends in low places
Chases my love away, yea, yea and I'll be ok
And I'm not big on those places and I think I'll slip on down
To the oasis so I got friends in low places
Whoo, yeah
Alright back to hip-hop

[Verse 1:]
Dystopia
I saw that mag light shine it's scheme upon my skin and dissaprove
I heard a voice, he gave no choice he said "Now don't you move"
Hands high if you innocent then stand by but it's against the law to film what I do so don't you shoot, don't you shoot
I'm gonna take all your humanity and humans away from you but don't you move
Dystopia, if we would tell the honest truth it's hopeless but it treats us like it's 92', Rodney King, rippin' in the pot is really all I've seen
They say my president is black and so is the pre-team lyin' in the street pre-sync to my face sayin' it's not all it seems then I saw another fall, heard another mother screamin'
7 black bodies start to lose their spirit did it happen if the grand jury doesn't want to hear it? I don't know, I don't know

[Verse 2:]
I saw a cop in New York win the UFC title against a helpless citizen who was gasping for survival, I can't breath, I can't breath
And all we wanted was a trial but instead we got "no inditement" tatted on our eyelids so every time I go to sleep all I see is my kids
Son make sure your hands are on the steering wheel, announce where you license is before you reach and don't get killed
My grandpa patrolled the streets for 30 years, we no illegal hoes over so bogus [?]
My wife is white and she knows she'll have darker kids, has made a song with potent fear; she can't breathe