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'Dont Shoot'
DONT SHOOT
im unarmed, and weaponless
but still the pistol goes off so effortless. times moving slow like some cinematic scene. but why would one who swore to protect and serve blow a charismatic teen into smithereens ?
i love kendrick, but i wasn't ready fa y'all to sing about me. less then 12 hours later protesters will say it loudly, let our sons live,
let our fathers make it.
all at once i feel my nations hatred, and my nations anguish
all their sympathies ..
# IFIWASGUNNED DOWN
what would the story read
what type of portrait would they paint fa me
how I'm the oldest of three
and dabble in poetry
and all four years played guard for varisty, and I'm a few credits aways from my first degree
and somehow always few seconds away from a rest in peace.
but if they was impartial to me then
their blurred vision would see
a young nigga on probation for his first felony.
a cancer to society
who jus loves smoking weed.
a potential crime lurks as I walk down yo street
so u call the police..
but u follow me anyway.
now we both feelin threatened . shit turn to tekken. tell u produced a weapon.. fast forward my mama meeting wit a reverend. calling family teller the funerals on the 7th
father god please protect us.
im unarmed, and weaponless
but still the pistol goes off so effortless. times moving slow like some cinematic scene. but why would one who swore to protect and serve blow a charismatic teen into smithereens ?
i love kendrick, but i wasn't ready fa y'all to sing about me. less then 12 hours later protesters will say it loudly, let our sons live,
let our fathers make it.
all at once i feel my nations hatred, and my nations anguish
all their sympathies ..
# IFIWASGUNNED DOWN
what would the story read
what type of portrait would they paint fa me
how I'm the oldest of three
and dabble in poetry
and all four years played guard for varisty, and I'm a few credits aways from my first degree
and somehow always few seconds away from a rest in peace.
but if they was impartial to me then
their blurred vision would see
a young nigga on probation for his first felony.
a cancer to society
who jus loves smoking weed.
a potential crime lurks as I walk down yo street
so u call the police..
but u follow me anyway.
now we both feelin threatened . shit turn to tekken. tell u produced a weapon.. fast forward my mama meeting wit a reverend. calling family teller the funerals on the 7th
father god please protect us.
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