Fucc 12

Yesterday, I was ridin' down the highway
The bull rollin' on the low low
I'm on the run, and my rearview
Pulled over by the po po
And I don't know why, he pulled over my car, for
I'm thinkin' 'bout bucking, he open my car door
Got two choices, y'all: Pull over the car, or
Bounce on the devil, get the fuck up outta there
A nigga on the humble. Can't chill, I'm a felon wanted
Just saw the news, got the blues. Wanna set it on 'em
Paranoid, thinking "should I pull the metal on him?"
Split second, skrrt and hit the pedal on him
Still remember what they did to Tre
My nigga ran, and all they did was spray
Pigs give away bullets, so I clipped the K
But luckily, I wanna live today
I woke up this morning, turned on the news
Bombarded, by the fuckery
Between Donald Trump or a Clinton, nigga
Fuck both of y'all, if it was up to me
They goin overseas, throwin' bombs up
Back home, killin' niggas wit they arms up
Then unconstitutionally con us
With poor conduct. My niggas, arm up
We gotta show these muthafuckas we ain't playin' this year
It's near genocide, how they hangin' us here
The prisons overcrowded, and they makin' us fear
Cuz the system really hate us, they ain't make it unclear
They killed our leaders, tryna break us all
Wanna do me like 'Pac, don't wait too long
No disrespect to K. Dot or Cole
But if u ain't riding, I'ma take the fall
My nigga
Uh. Niggas dying wit no resolution
Police perpetrate another execution
Won't protect and serve, but they do hella shootin
I been goin crazy, hope I never lose it
Huey Huey, feeling hella Newton
They neglect the hood then kill us dead for lootin
Think we overdue, for a revolution
And I know... You sick and tired of the bullshit
Even God, know it's bullshit
That's why my people getting registrations
Just to ride around, wit dem full clips
And plus jail, we gotta duck shells
They putting us through too much Hell
So now it's fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12, nigga
I ain't saying shoot the police
But they would rather see a brother hurt or
On the ground like Eric Garner
Reach for it, gotta do him like I'm Uncle Murda
Do him dirty like I'm Beanie Sigel
Or 'Pac back in '9-3
Wit' all this toast, I got a Dej Loaf
Now why the fuck, they wanna try me
My country, shitted on me
Can't protest, even if it's calmly
If you Black or Brown, they don't want peace
That's why my pistol stay in arms reach
Now I'm gassed up, you niggas on E
Really Really, niggas on E
Trippin', sippin' lean, chasin' Molly
When they still hangin' niggas, like laundry
Da fuck y'all mean? Fuck the government
Fuck the judge, and nigga fuck you
If you got a problem, all the cops corrupt
So holla at them. I'm just corrupt, too
All my niggas militant: Sun Tzu
If I have a son, I'll train my son too
If you catch a felony, they'll take your rights
So don't let the system corrupt you
Now the Muslim brothers getting profiled
And Mexicans is dying in the South
But fuck the color, cuz we all brothers
They brought us here, then wanna kick us out
This shit not a game, nigga we all targets
Sitting ducks, until the law sparkin
What da fuck you say? I beg y'all pardon?
Black Lives Matter, but we all marchin
Muthafuckas
Uh. Niggas dying wit no resolution
Police perpetrate another execution
Won't protect and serve, but they do hella shootin
I been goin crazy, hope I never lose it
Huey Huey, feeling hella Newton
They neglect the hood then kill us dead for lootin
Think we overdue, for a revolution
And I know