DP One - The Other White Meat lyrics

S.O.U.L. Purpose ft. Immortal Technique - “The Other White Meat” [Produced by King Koncepts and Zvi Edelman] [Scratches by DP One] [Verse 1: Immortal Technique] Immortal Technique: the profile of a wanted man Persecuted everywhere by the Blue Klux Klan Cops don't stop in searches ‘cause they think we a threat They making money for the prison industrial complex Extorting hookers for s** and then arresting them And murdering people of color instead of protecting them You k**ed Patrick Dorismond and then disrespected him Now most cops'll disagree with the sh** that I spit But I got 41 reasons to tell you to s** a dick, YYou mobile facsimile of living fecal matter You're a walking piece of sh**. You deserve to be splattered f*ggots with nightsticks giving brothers an enema, ‘Cause they're racist like cla**ical Hollywood cinema Systematically chasing our people and abusing ‘em Like Romans genociding Jews in New Jerusalem Guns don't look like wallets. How the f** they confusing 'em? We're losing ‘em everyday and it's getting me pissed They barely admit that racial profiling exists But politicians still condemn it, sounding hypocritical Innocent victims getting statistically typical I resist arrest. I don't want to be taken alive I'd rather die standing than live kneeling, broken inside A cop stopped me once and co*ked a loaded gun in my grill And that's the reason that I have no fear of being k**ed [Hook: Samples with Scratches by DP One] (x4) “The violence in me reflect the violence that surround me” - Sample from stic.man on dead prez - “a**asination” “That's why police get stabbed and shot” - Sample from stic.man on dead prez - “we want freedom” [Verse 2: Mazzi] Some pieces of life are really hard to swallow Nowadays, I hit you with a harder tip that's hollow No justice, no peace like Diallo. Amadou/I'ma do What I gotta do to stand my ground All my peeps frozen in these ice-cold streets Which only get hot when cops is on blocks with heat With little or no conscience, yapping y'all nonsense Need to fear God instead of having his complex Police patrol herds of cattle and tame Sad and sick of seeing certain individuals slain Like my man Lawrence got bucked at pointblank range By a coward-a** cop, splattered part of his brain Not knowing, in seconds, he'd cause an infinite pain It's you, your wack crew, whole damn setup I blame Playing judge, jury, executioner. Shackle and chain Tell me how you live your life every day with no shame You're only paid to do your job, so what else do you gain? I'll fight the power ‘til the last drip of blood in my vein b**h, half-witted, flat-footed son of a swine With your fellow f*gs and yellow cabs coming for mine Go ‘head. Eat your donuts and walk your wack beat I'll stay away from most beef and end the other white meat But if sh** hits the fan, I'll resort to true action How 'bout we play a game? I'll throw slugs and you catch 'em [Hook: Samples with Scratches by DP One] (x4) “The violence in me reflect the violence that surround me” - Sample from stic.man on dead prez - “a**asination” “That's why police get stabbed and shot” - Sample from stic.man on dead prez - “we want freedom”