[Intro]
Hey George...
Where you going with that gun
In your hand...
[Verse 1 - Acie High (Priceless)]
Uh!
Knock knock
(Whose there?)
Me George
(George who?)
It doesn't matter there's too many to avoid
The boy that gets bullied everyday and takes it
(Puts his hoodie on, walks around and fakes it
Feeling insecure, feeling like he's nothing
Disgusting and withdrawn from discussions)
So who hears him
(No one at all)
Anger evolves, (with no one to call
Bottles and all, in a quest for power)
Just to wash away the taste in his mouth that's sour
Is he a coward? Misunderstood our loss
(It doesn't matter somebody's gon pay the cost)
So his resolve
Sandy Hook, (Columbine)
Set in stone, (in your mind)
On it all, (hit rewind)
Running by, (in a line)
In Boston, (ticking bomb)
End of fun, (pentagon), 911, (intertwined)
[Hook]
Hey George
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand
Uh! You gotta' tell me now
I say hey George
Where you goin' with that gun
I tell him, watcha' you doin' with that gun
[Verse 2 - Acie High (Priceless)]
So, Michael Vick fights a pit and is given time
(That's because the evidence showed, it was a clear crime)
And then, Plaxico shoots himself and gets the charge
(The law is the law, why you making this so hard?
We're talking about facts, not emotions and race
You haven't factored the laws that Florida has in place
If you're in fear of your life
Then you have the right to take one)
But should you take orders from the law if he's a fake one
He was minding his business
I don't see why you don't get this
(Dismissable audio, and then there was no witness)
I'm a dismiss my brain
Go on a spree and plea insanity
(Two wrongs don't make a right
So you goin' be like Casey Anthony?
Look, this is done, the system won)
They goin' riot
(That's dumb, stay calm)
Forget calm, what is this, Vietnam?
(We've overcome)
Come from slums
(Once was hung)
Still a hung, I need a bomb
(Watch your tongue)
No watch the guns
Trayvon
[Hook]
[Verse 3- Acie High]
There's too much corruption
And not enough lovin'
Down the road of destruction
Is where you're going
Tried to tell you that's where you're going
We gotta' do some adjustin'
Need more substance
Down the road of destruction
Is where we're going
Tried to tell you thats where we're going
[Verse 4 - Priceless]
Not guilty was the verdict
Disturbance, the feelin' in everyone's stomach, when the heard it
Disservice to american justice
Makes me ask is there really justice, or is it just us
The real point is that George was told to stop
And to not pursue Trayvon because George is not a cop
But George didn't listen, with his hand around his Glock
He took the law into his own hands, and fired off a shot
[Hook]