K-Rino - Talk Like This lyrics

[Verse 1: K-Rino] They be asking why we mad, still treating us bad Cause we fighting for a freedom that none of us never had Told that lie like you was all holy and sanctified Wanna lock us up for selling narcotics that they supply Now the whole world's bracing, tension is escalating Racial hating is what's making us bust with no hesitation It ain't nothing new, catch-22 is your position Watch them redneck Christians, k**ing you is their religion Time to brrrrrr stick em, Peter roll em and kick em I'm sick of the rapist tryna blame the rape on the victim And the question that I'm asking you happens to be If we on the same team how come you tackling me? No need to answer, that was rhetorical, telling historical (lies) sick from the thought of you why, actions are horrible Pop your sister and brother then cover it up It's time to k** them, we done k**ed each other enough [Chorus: K-Rino] Come on, everybody Start getting scared when I talk like this Politicians start getting mad when I talk like this See some of y'all ain't gonna move till your a** gets hit Some of y'all ain't gonna move till your a** gets hit [Verse 2: K-Rino] Come with that wack talk, you get packed off the asphalt Ma, this year I had to cut a lot of cats out Firecracker a** in the mouth, ready to blast out You ain't down, we're snatching that fake poppa mask off And it's sad man, you don't wanna know where my cash ranks My tolerance is low like the average ghetto gas tanks And they already said the violence in the music is influencing you to shoot em, you might as well do it Get you, apprehend you, take you down to the jail All of a sudden now you dangling in your cell Check it, the whole world hate this is country we in So if you join the army we probably won't see you again I'm with the gangsters, the NOI and my Mexican pals Ain't nobody paying attention to Jesse and Al Same puppets that was calling for the National Guard To mob through ya hood and snatch your a** out your yard [Chorus] [Verse 3: K-Rino] See, the body cam didn't save Sam The racist pig didn't give a damn, pulled his gun and blam blam Shot him in the head, tried to speed away but DOA Then the other pigs came and asked the cop was he OK See, that's the kind of dirty a** stuff we see today What can you tell his family, far be it for me to say We can pray, protest, hoping these people pay But the judges are gonna exonerate him either way You tripping over rap beefs and caught up in fashion And who's smashing the Kardashian, the art of distraction Where the drink, where the 'dro at, big talking and flashing But when some real sh** happen you never part of the action When they hear you bragging about ya past swingers, they laughing Cause they own the same property you sitting in trapping k** your enemy, don't love him, best lesson I ever had And when a dirty cop get his blasted, I'm never sad