Jasiri X - 212° lyrics

(Verse) Black bodies bein' fed to the system Black American dead or in prison Luv for the murderer neva the victim Dead kids cant beg yo forgiveness We are at war, whacya tellin' me to be peaceful fo? When they break the peace by firin' the piece now the peace gets tore, I dont give a f** about Quik Trips store Callin' all gods its frauds in the pulpit Miss me with that get along bullsh** Scared cuz ya master got a bullwhip I'mma get a hollow point thats a good tip! We are not fo the oakie doke Mj's doctor in a overcoat See I'mma give em shots they overdose Street preachin' till the block got the holy ghost Cut scene, got my enemy in the center of the beam Spin him till he lean What do ya expect given what weve seen I refuse to be next on that television screen Amin, I say what I mean I am not cosigned by Jimmy Iovine I will not go blind from the from the things Ive seen 3rd eye and its on high beam Will these cops go to jail fo Eric Garner, John Crawford, Ezell Ford (I am Michael Brown resurrected to strike ya down) See in Ferguson they murdered him call the cops and the purge begins Bring tanks to heard em in & tear gas that burns the skin 40 cal 50 cal 60 cal guns Lights Camera Action now Revered Al comes The riotin' and lootin' and they askin' how come All these dead black children y'all muthaf**a sound dumb We've been shot to d**h choked out burned up smoked up And they wonder why n***as feel safer in the dope house Peaceful protestin' man I seen it it was no doubt Then cops started firin' and erry broke out A sister got shot in the head she went to Howard Wheres Obama? Wheres Holder? The Feds? Who got the power? Man I swear I ain't wanna go in I waitin' hours But these others rappers ain't sayin' sh** most of em cowards This no guns and all heart wakin' inside a Walmart Grabbin' erry toy riffle and point 'em at them mall cops Like f** y'all youre lucky this the only thing that touched off Im prayin' fo the day that whole system get shut off Fo that look in Eric Garners eyes when he couldn't breathe Fo the slugs in Ezell Fords back that caused him to bleed Fo Renisha McBride on that porch about to leave I hope they beat Ted Wafer like his name was Patsey May God forgive me fo these words that I had to write May my spirit be preserved in the after life Forgive me fo my sins an let my good deeds matter twice If nobody is swingin' back then goddamn I have to fight