feat. Stalley
What the f** we gonna do now?
I spit the sh** for asking granted Michael Brown
No justice, no peace is what they yelling
We start a rebellion, ‘cause we ain't buying what they selling, no
Coppers will roll up, them pistols they hold up
They put that sh** straight on your grill
Ain't got no feeling, then you was just chilling
You be like my n***a this real?
Life be so hard you can't deal
I might let go of the wheel
You tryina hold up, you just wanna fold up
But all of my n***as is trill
Run up get done up,
'Cause you know you a front up
We at the beaches like Jonah
Our blocks is hot as the summer
Hey look, I know you don't like me
'Cause the color of my skin
But just know you're just like me
'Cause we both bleed the same
Supposed to be for the people
But you's a crooked as cop
When you treat us like equals
That's when the violence gonna stop
I'm startin' to feel like I'm tray
But you know life ain't no movie
And I will put my hands up
But I know you'll probably shoot me,
Pig!
f** that sh** 'cause I ain't the one
For a punk motherf**er with a badge and a gun
To be BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
Gotta live for something, know you just living for nothing
BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
Protect they say, protect and serve
But they don't follow they word
My mind on the revolution, hand on the rifle
Hoodie down and all black, ready to rifle Michael
Enough is enough here, we done living in fear
Sick of seeing out women in tears from losing their son
From the gun of a crooked cop to the gavel of a racist judge
They fear youth, they call us thugs
Obey their law they give us slugs
Tryina k** us all, they want the black male extinct
They'll shoot you if you blink
They call it standing their ground
But what it really is they k**ing kids
While they stand here and smile
Another teenage black down from what they said supposed to be
Just a simple pat down and when the community act out
They call us simple minded and wild
Gorilla refugees send national guards to our house
Just to calm us all down
And see the peaceful side of things
But it's coming out blur
'Cause mister officer, mister officer
All you wanna do is put is in cuffs, officer
f** that sh** 'cause I ain't the one
For a punk motherf**er with a badge and a gun
To be BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
Gotta live for something, know you just living for nothing
BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
BERRIES & CHERRIES, BERRIES & CHERRIES
Protect they say, protect and serve
But they don't follow they word
This weight on your shoulder, I know it weight like a ton
That's why I live by my gun until I'm one with the sun
Hey look he grew up a b**h, he used to get his a** whipped
So then he took some cla**es and now he swinging badges
Look in the eyes of the sinner, he got his own agenda
They k** our babies like Brandon, and tell us all the ???
The coppers gonna run in your spot
Don't give a f** if you kids there or not
Then when you ain't got no rocks
f**, they pull and they swing in their Glocks
Profiling the color of your skin or what you're driving
Hear sirens like shinning, drag you down and treat you like a pirate
I know they don't love us, they want us under covers
They try to play us like puppets then go lie to the public
Asking no question they shoot
Wondering why we are looting
They run up and jam us, and throw us in slammers
I guess peace was just an illusion
Live by your Beretta, fighting over greed and cedar
But just know we never parents
'Cause these words will live forever
The revolution will be televised