P. Soul - Statistics lyrics

[Verse 1: Cidi] Now can you tell me, do you hear the sirens? The blue and red flashing And a light that's kind of blinding Officer stepping slow, registration & license Life is flashing before him in single moments of silence Victim within a system of infiltrators and tyrant While he's compliant, blue perpetrators are violent He thinking about a future of shining bright like a diamond All taken away in a moment that seems so timeless One had his hands up, the other couldn't breath Another was helping a troubled child in the streets I wanna know how they feel while they watching him bleed And if they really give a damn about destroying his dreams Can you give me a reason? To ya'll there always is For k**ing a civilian A man that had a kid Sure this is not my story, but the story of many Similar to me with me melanin all in plenty [Malcom X] We must be prepared to defend ourselves, or we will continue to be a defenseless people at the mercy of a ruthless and violent, racist mob [Verse 2: Cidi] As I sit here under the shade of a tree I think about the nation and all we could be We've got oil for days, that's money for weeks But corrupt government would never use it for the streets Instead they sit on it and put in in a suitcase It seems what they're doings only tailored so it suits them Only care about wealth, they don't care about the children Cos if they really did we wouldn't be at such a loose end But I see you In your range rover With mansions everywhere like a rich young Hova Your children in the best schools in countries all over I guess they got lucky, no four leaf clover While you sit and feed on all you can eat A child is malnourished a result of your greed Do you not see the pain in their eyes as they weep Seems across every border, the darkest ones ain't free It's all parallel like train tracks at your feet It's not rocket science or no complex feat And I shouldn't have to say this in 2016 It's not target practise when you see him in the streets Man I promised myself I wouldn't get all political But dead bodies in the street? Nah this sh** is critical Pitiful for you if you thinking that you're invincible It don't make you any cooler man silence is hypocritical [Outro] Diamond Reynolds: Stay with me. We got pulled over for a busted tail light in the back and he's covered … they k**ed my boyfriend. He's licensed to carry. He was trying to get out his ID and his wallet out his pocket and he let the officer know that he had a firearm and he was reaching for his wallet and the officer just shot him in his arm Officer: Ma'am, keep your hands where they are Reynolds: I am sir, no worries Officer: [Yells expletive.] Reynolds: He just got his arm shot off. Oh my God, please don't tell me he's dead. Please don't tell me my boyfriend just went like that