Shooters

[Verse 1]
He grew up down the block from the brotherhood Of Aryans
Harassing peoples from porches chasing, cursing and scaring them
Black boots, shaved heads, and Nazi flags
Insignias on they jackets that’s straight from history class
They found him crying one day when some black kids whooped his ass
Because it said "The South Will Rise Again" in all caps on his hat
They said, don't worry you're with friends now
Look were white like you
So this gon be they end now
It don't matter where you've been now
Now cause now you walk with us
They shaved his head in the mirror changed his clothes gave him a gun
They said trust no one else 'cause we your brothers now
And you wouldn't want to slip up and let your brothers down?
They told him take a target, cause this is your coronation
This country it belongs to you, this land is yours for the taking
These niggers, Jews and Mexicans came to steal our jobs
Half Jewish so the first one that he murdered was his mom

[Hook]
I got shooters on the roof
I got shooters on the roof
I got shooters on the roof
I got shooters on the rooftop

[Verse 2]
She walked through 3 miles of desert just so she could make it home
Past blocks where niggas gladiating where they roam
Only a few miles south of the mansions and skylines
But this shit is a different stroke, Third World War zone
This the Southside, the city where the skinny niggas ride
And the big niggas is chasing em when they see em outside
Shells everywhere looking like fallujah
And it's right outside these houses were they screaming hallelujah
Her walk is thirty blocks
Where niggas is beefing over dirt nobody wants
But that's the nature of life down here
So she bought that burner just for life round here
Cause that's a life round fear and that's a life round tears
So she always it ready just to leave a nigga sleep
Even though she knew that them prices were steep
She was in the living room
When she tripped, grip, slipped and dropped the piece
Misfire, but I bet that bullet didn't miss her niece

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They ran up in his house bout a month before
They told him you bout to join up, or we puttin you in the floor
He's just a poor farmer trying to make a living
But Boko Haram needed soldiers, war is unforgiving
The dilemma he was facing: they already took his girl
One of the Bhibok daughters broadcast across the world
She was lost but never found, alive but probably broken
Her family cried all their tears
Till they finally lost they hope and
He sent his wife his son and daughter to a friend's farm
Waited on the niggas back from Boko Haram
Turned his house to a last stand , promised he wouldn't run
But they still killed him, his neighbor and his family just for fun
Turned his house to a last stand , promised he wouldn't run
But they still killed him, his neighbor and his family just for fun
Turned his house to a last stand , promised he wouldn't run
But they still killed him, his neighbor and his family just for fun

[Outro]
"Our son, Christopher Martinez and 6 others are dead
When will this insanity stop?
When will enough people say 'stop this madness?'"
We don't have to live like this!
Too many have died
We should say to ourselves: not one more"