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no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

Body Count

Fabolous

There Is No Competition, Vol. 2: The Grieving Music EP [Clean]

2010

found

More bodies I'm back for more bodies
The competition is a skinny bitch nobody
I'm running and I know's it
That's why I'm so snotty
You little

respectfully said that I don't got the green
And boy, did he look pretty peeved
People treat me like a skeleton
They got a bone to pick with me
But I'm only

a trip to the morgue, if you're a kid at the park
Rest In Peace Tamir Rice your soul is mixed with the stars
White supremacy's a glitch, it's a system

on the beat your sight is Eurovision/My talent is judged by the streets you ain't about the fight you just listen/and I'm still spitting from the birth place

not racist
I be judgin' by the mind and heart, I ain't really into faces
Fucked up, the way that we livin' is not gettin' better, you gotta know how

been black, ain't no hope in here
And we been let down by who's supposed to care
Me and Steven, gull wings, see those is rare
Ain't no Tonys in my

See the mystery
Broken history
Reformatted by the demon leaking speech
I ain't fuck
Neo-papacy
All yo' nazi shit is level puppetry

Workin' all day no

My biggest enemy is me
Biggest opponent is my thoughts when I'm lonely
Can't sleep
Big goals, but it seems I can't reach
Always give advice but don't

Jettin'

Digable Planets

Beyond the Spectrum: The Creamy Spy Chronicles

2005

the clouds on loud
I got raised by the blue street lights of four cities
My heros died in prison: George Jackson
Action, she's Buttaflyin, I'm cool eyein
And I

[Intro]
Fuck the police!
Rip George Floyd..
No justice no peace
I swear to god these pigs ,thinkingthat we pussy
By having my mans dead
Na, I swear

This is for the quakers that
Would die before they kill
Bertrand Russell in prison
He survived by force of will
Rejected by society
They'd prefer it's

to the law
And fuck the President
'Cause what he wants is a war
And it has been said
There's no peace without freedom
And I know my rights
But you still have

No peace 
C'pas pour le fun 
qu'on crit
Fuck La Police

Ede'm chante Ede'm chante
(Pi fo)
Mèm si yo di'w ke ou ap pale
(Tro fo)
Pou ki lè vyolans sa

an honest soul
Growth, these words, know they hurt to hold
Grace, give thanks, know I'm not alone grief
Peace, is all that we seek
Dreams, live, die

biomolecular
Don't Google the aftermath, don't bother
Everything left on the floor is the lava
These nuts, George Washington Carver
What you want, boy? I'm

hoodie is my proof
I live to be peace
George Floyd died of this
Balling up in heaven
Just like Kobe
Kobe
Just like Kobe
Kobe
Just like Dr King

Brother

In such a nice green garb
You've been here
For billions of years
Your body's always injured
By the folly of mankind
Despite this there's
None more

in my diaphragm
Drowning slowly in peace
Half of who I am can be cured
By a green tea melody

Green tea melody
I need a green tea melody
Green tea

of course he sides
With all the gangs these lames is extorted by
Switch lanes in the Porsche I drive
Let the police Ford Explorer by
Sirens screaming like

freight
Fuck 12 Rest In Peace George floyd

Empty Hands

John Cougar Mellencamp

Lonesome Jubilee [Gold Disc]

1987

Written by: John Mellencamp and George Green
In the shadows of the smokestacks
Through the black snow that lay on the land
Walked home one winter

George Floyd's killing is the latest in the series of incidence
High lighting tensions between black community and police
The killing of Ahmed Aubrey

You know who it is without
A doubt or hesitation (yeah)
If money talks
I got my master's in communications (Haha)
But you can't hold a conversation