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lirik lagu billyclubs – renima

[verse 1: renima]
“you took my brother…man…d-mn you
and slammed them cuffs upon his hands, he stuck…
my n-gga can’t move
the mood’s depressing. you’re pressing, (stressing)…the pressure ran through
soon as i stepped in the booth, been stressing the whole d-mn truth
moms told me watch how i walk through these streets. the man’s zoo can sense a lion amongst the bears if you bear enough fruit
and you’re just lying
i’m rhyming bringing a finance, stop breaking our f-cking science
no remedy
k!lling chemistry in this living environment
prior to all these sirens
duckin feds, hop the wired fence
wires just to inspire snitch n-ggas telling for lower spent, time inside of the fire. i left the studio fired up
fired off, light the fire truck, leave your life or get plier cut
shoot the fair? but you’d have to duck
it’s a illegal if they get touched
innocent but your colors not
50 riots? another shot…
hit the block like i give no f-cks. but i be thinking i’m paranoid. pair me up next to police, in a precinct? i’m making noise.”

[hook]
b-tch, you a b-tch, you a b-tch, you a b-tch, you a b-tch, you a b-tch, you a b-tch! uh! (4x)

don’t shoot
don’t….(beat me down til’ i’m paralyzed)
hol’ up
batter me, i k!lled police brutality

[verse 2: renima]
“capping cops so happily
leave badging dropping after me
might catch some f-cking felonies
to many n-ggas fell on knees
and ever corner selling trees
a quart a key, like spelling bees
you taking off my energy
and breaking all my inner needs
no benefits from taxes fees
attacking all these blacks that’s freed
these credit cards ain’t credited
accreditations ain’t sedative
hope you rest at your residents
presidents only elephants
from the trunk where your settle them
hit the bunk and start pedaling
give a f-ck if we celibate
f-cked us over to sell a bit
females hoping i’m selling d-ck
i’m emotionless throwing fits
hoping my voice is heard and shti
you recording, not helping me
how the h-ll we community?
you just muting, immunity”

hook

[verse 3: renima]
“coming straight from the back of the line
they say we’re attracting the crimes
don’t p-ss me the mic, i don’t gotta write. reading my rights. random search but they’re frisking me twice. try taking my life, but you know i gotta live through this, right? bet the judge give me life. that’s a sentence, if i make another statement and you recognize why i write. and for sure, imma bite bullets. stand for something before i fall for nothing. you on your knees in this sh-t bro. what? you scared of bleeding and sh-t bro? you don’t want beef in this pit. what you vegan and sh-t? got the keys to the shift, keep it locked bro. i ain’t gonna “cop” bro, ain’t no receipts in this sh-t. probably shoot me down if a speech was this sh-t. wth i look like trayvon? cause you know i look like mike brown and you know i look like sean bell. cause you know they don’t like this sound. the amount of times i had to write this down and you know i might just touch ground, like a landing. i be in the land where the streets only ran by imperialist. stand. because you know who attacking with a vice
you black or you’re white, mannn, we unite. start adapting taking action to the fight. getting off pause, when i bear arms in a fight. tryna start war hoping marshall law could egnite. better stand tall. twin towers never seen a site, to fall for. moving out like we gentrified and i site, “busting heads since closed minds”, n-gga all my life always had to see that sh-t. when you be on the streets, in a coupe or on ya feet mad i always had to beat that sh-t. had a dream where police wig blacks in the streets and repeat that sh-t

hook

- renima

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