Jigmastas - Hollar lyrics

[Intro: Kriminul] Uh, yeah, yeah. This joint right here goes out to my people in their hot whips Getting pulled over and hara**ed by the 5-0 Coppers, pigs, know what I'm saying? Prehistoric ??? [Verse 1: Kriminul] Yo, on the FDR, sirens pull us over to the shoulder In my man's Rover, asking stupid questions like do we know the Speed limit, where we coming from and where we heading What do you do for a living, and do you mind stepping Out of the vehicle for a minute while we search you? I try to remember to have patience, that's a virtue Prefer to use my right to remain silent But let's face it, at this time it's hard to be compliant, yo So here I am looking this pale face in the eyes Asked, "Where's the probable cause?" Did we disobey any laws? And if so, commence to issuing the ticket of course, by all means But as for all this extra dialogue, we don't need We all bleed, even with a gun and a badge Continued to search my pockets only to find the hundreds I stashed He started to laugh, inquiring where I'd got all the cash Told him I rap for the dough Though that's information you don't really need to know [Hook: James Ramsey] Why you stressing me, wasting all my time? Time is money, while you're searching through my ride Cause I was cruising, minding my business What do I do when, you make me wanna hollar [Verse 2: Kriminul] He raised his voice, speaking louder with his hand on his night stick Thoughts of Abner Louima flashed through my head right quick And sodomy is not the thought that I'd like to entertain Yo officer, what's up with the abusive language, could you refrain? He told me, "Ya'll could never change, ya'll will always be the same" I said, "I guess that's one of the reasons why ya'll shoot before ya'll aim" And the same f**ing reason why we wild and can never be tamed And be ready to go out like Larry Davis and put a hot one up in your brain Cause, 41 rounds on Diallo, that sh** was like the same And got the nerve to call this place land of the free and home of the brave More like, home of the slave That's why ya'll pulled over the Range To see two black men in an expensive car, to ya'll is strange He told me to be quiet, continued searching through my pockets Face down on the floor, trying to torment me some more Asking the question, "Do ya'll sell d**?", I didn't respond Is this the part where ya'll shoot me, like Patrick Dorismond? But it don't correspond with respect and courtesy And I suppose Anthony Baez was choked inadvertently Certainly, ya'll don't expect me to ever turn my back on ya'll He replied, "I'm only doing my job", and then received a call Talking under his breath, he turned and said we free to go And for the whole ordeal, he still ain't give a reason though f** ya'll, I say it from my heart, you can best believe it bro It ain't a crime to say what's on your mind, and let your feelings show [Hook: James Ramsey] What do you want from me, let me live my life Who do you think you are to violate my rights? Cause I was cruising, minding my business What do I do when, you make me wanna hollar Why you stressing me, wasting all my time? Time is money, while you're searching through my ride Cause I was cruising, minding my business What do I do when, you make me wanna hollar [Verse 3: James Ramsey] I'd be wrong if I went up in the back of the Ac', pulled out the gat and let it go clack-clack But we won't stoop to your level, no All about the peace and getting dough Why you want to interrupt my flow Don't hate me because I'm beautiful I'm just doing my own, thing, yeah I don't really care what you think about me Cause I don't give a f** about you either You make me wanna hollar You make me wanna hollar I'm sick and tired of the, of the bullsh** you do