Joyner Lucas - Don't Shoot lyrics

Dear America By the system I was raised The same system that enslaved us and took us all away The same same system I was trained to put my hands across my heart and pledge allegiance to the grave The same system that made me sing the national anthem While the f**ing flag hanged The same system that'll claim innocent lives Barack ain't made sh** change n***a f** this sh**, I won't budge! sh**, I won't budge They say Rosa Parks was sitting on the wrong bus And now that Malcolm X is gone, I guess it's on us f** a cop, they gon' k** us then they charge us They gon' charge us Put that f**ing badge out and say it's all love But I got six warning shots to my heart, lungs, face, neck, cough blood Now they say we all thugs I guess we all thugs Ever since the Watts Riots, motherf**ers wanna try us Everything was all quiet til they crossed us Al Sharpton keep on talking, n***a do something! n***a prove something So much drama, I just got the f**ing goosebumps Word down to Ferguson, they murderin' the youth young What the f** is new, son This sh** gon' make me lose some'n This a war we won't back down f** this country, we ain't treated fair I should burn the f**ing flag down Yeah, I should burn the f**ing flag down But your victims lash out, they have no clue But if I protest, a n***a'll put me in a stretcher Gun me down with my hands up screamin' "DON'T SHOOT!" Motherf**er, don't shoot! By the system I was raised The same system that just k**ed Mike Brown the other day The same system that just slayed Sean Bell, Trayvon, Eric Garner, what a shame! The same system that gon' lie just to cover up the crime, quick to send us to the grave The same system that'll claim innocent lives Barack ain't made sh** change n***a, f** this sh**, I won't budge! sh**, I won't budge They say Emmitt Till whistled at the wrong s*ut And now that Martin Luther gone, I guess it's on us f** the cops, they gon' k** us then they charge us They gon' charge us Put that f**ing badge out, leave a n***a pa**ed out CLAP PLOW twenty shots to my heart, lungs, face, neck, cough blood All they do is cross us Living in the projects, and we all thugs Now they searchin' through my pockets Wanna treat me like a hostage Tryna get inside my conscious like a broad does If they catch me lookin' wrong, I'm a rebel though If I got my hoodie on, I'm a criminal If I got my hands up, that means I probably got a weapon If they k** me, then I guess that means that it was an exception This a war we won't back down And tell the government to kiss my a** I should burn the f**ing flag down Yeah, I should burn the f**ing flag down We were forced to surrender, they have no clue But if I protest, a n***a'll put me in a stretcher Gun me down with my hands up screamin' "DON'T SHOOT!" Motherf**er, don't shoot!