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B.G. Knocc Out & YUNG PACINO & RICC ROCC
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B.G. Knocc Out & RICC ROCC & YUNG PACINO
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Yeah we slaves to our own kind
Lock your doors close your windows
It’s gonna change look
No man is safe
You getting shot nigga
POW
You getting shot nigga
You better be prepared nigga
It’s a war going on outside
No man is safe
Yeah we slaves to our own kind
Darkness awaits
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot
Young black minority
Hated by the majority
Opposition is polarized
Vocalized with poetry
Necessary expression
Through aggravated aggression
White flags are raised
Anticipating the session
Roles are never rectified
The system rather let it ride
No accountability
Fuck it they just let them die
Young black men
Nobody gives a damn
Just some erstwhile practice
Practiced by Uncle Sam
That’s why I made a covenant
To overthrow the government
Information control
The media won’t publish it
And it’s dictated
Through a monolithic enterprise
Why you think the revolution
Won’t be televised
Potential urban uprising
Got them petrified
Justified the prime time
By the steady lies
I’m on point
My third eye don’t blink
And the same blood spill
Why the fuck you think
That there’s a war going on outside
No man is safe
Yeah we slaves to our own kind
Darkness awaits
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot
Laugh now cry later
Wish me well
If the feds get me
Lead hit me
Say some prayers for me
Trayvon black hoodie
Just another victim
One life to another
Never seems equal
But we live just to die
You won’t get a sequel
Ain’t no path to the people
Cause they my sequel
The blind man meets them
And that’s a bad ending
Gun powder sayonara
Pour some liquor for them
Ha!
While I reclaim my coats
I can gain the most
From my round we ride
The government’s a joke
Suicide the ride
So heather? can see the votes
Blood diamond shines
I guess it by the lake
It don’t miss a rise
I’m guided by faith
Protest for what the system
Will never change
Look out my window
And all I see is pain
And it’s a horror man
It’s a war going on outside
No man is safe
Yeah we slaves to our own kind
The darkness awaits
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot
Whether it’smy ground or Trayvon
The law ain’t recognize the problem
It’s steady starting shooting innocent
Black kids life barely starting
Parents grabbing each other
Praying for dearly departed
It’s a damn shame
Can’t get mad at the law
We do the same thing
Niggas in the hood trying to survive
Every damn day
Whether they gang bang or
A bullet go astray
We gotta make a change
And I mean starting today
Lord how you let the world see crime
Even people who are blind
Know that what happened was wrong
It’s a war lock your doors
Niggas outside flipping police cars
Stealing shit outta stores
On a rampage cause you got them little bars
Ain’t no justification when it’s said and done
We gotta stop being selfish
Learn to become one
But that’ll never happen in my lifetime
It’s a war going on outside
No man is safe
Yeah we slaves to our own kind
The darkness awaits
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot
RUN
Say it ain’t true but it happened
Coulda been you, you and your child too
HELL
Police keep killing us off like we ain’t human
I used to be a law abiding citizen
But this ain’t working it’s the law outside
They put in more work than the niggas that ride
TRAYVON MARTIN
Modern day slavery
Click like A-1
Officer down protect names
Officer down
Imagine what wasn’t televised
And we still get it dragged
When they beat you like Rodney King
And they show up young kids
Talk like it’s all good then
Throw us in jail
Wanna switch it never see me again
Will I survive we’re supposed to be freaks
USA red white and blue
I take a seat
Look like fuck you
We talk it out like Dr King
Or set it off like Michael Mexican
Get ready to ride
There’s a war going on outside
No man is safe
Yeah we slaves to our own kind
Darkness awaits
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot for an enemy
Get shot for a hater
Get shot
Head Shots was written by B.G. Knocc Out.
B.G. Knocc Out released Head Shots on Tue Feb 10 2015.