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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
T.I.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lamar Edwards
Lamar Edwards
Composer
John Wesley-Groover
John Wesley-Groover
Composer
Michael Cox
Michael Cox
Composer
C Harris
C Harris
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mars
Mars
Producer
Money Mike
Money Mike
Producer
J.Keys
J.Keys
Producer
Derek Anderson
Derek Anderson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Ugh No we will not Ugh, no No we will not stand here in silence While they take the lives of our brothers and sisters and partna We will not turn a blind eye to the murder with no repercussions No we will not We will not lives on our knees, we will die on our feet This ain't no lie that I speak All you youngin's out here in the streets only want to shoot people that look like you You can stay home, you too weak Oh no, we will not go and repeat the mistakes of the past Ignorin' the snakes in the grass Payin' you cash Still we pray and we fast Till one day that's your ass We will not ask for no war No-no-no, but we will be prepared for one Hoppin' out with a gun With the unity, using the same shit you did to destroy me We sick of the garbage you kickin' and teachin', and lynchin' us Lockin' us up for no reason, they killin' us No consequences cause bitch are you serious Lyin' about what you show in the media Assassinate all the leaders who leadin' us Leave us with ones who misleadin' us Then go and reward all the ones who mistreat us And leave us in projects and give us these poisonous products On top of narcotics to push to our sisters and brothers Like them ain't our sisters and brothers No we will not be run amuck, led astray Or bamboozled, the buck'll be stoppin' today See what happen when athletes'll no longer play for you Tell them accountants to pray for you On respect or just respect what that paper'll do Look up, it too late for you Droppin' you off Turnin' them profit to loss When we won't go shop in the mall United, we all stuck in this bullshit together Showin' these folk we just won't take whatever Or else they just roll up and shoot at whatever Just like they've been doin' forever The niggas swear they hard be huffin' and puffin' But ain't gon' do nothin' The enemy try 'em They wait behind enemy lines Why you tryna be so friendly now? Handle your business now And we won't fear nothin' but judgement from God Standin' there lookin' at me sayin' you ain't do nothin' I bless you when you ain't invested in nothin' Just kept up the cycle of death and destruction Ignornin' you neighbor won't help him but helpin' yourself Just like the devil himself, hmm Promote all that fornication All that baby makin', ain't no baby raisin' For a generation Now they trapped in systems cause incarceration Was inevitable due to education Substandard institution never cared J's drop, buyin' every pair And every of crack rock, crip, blood, all the 80 GDP and whatever else separate us Hip-hop, king you finally made it Your time to take it Pass Martin Luther All that money and you still blew it Didn't save and you feel stupid ITunes came and they bootleggin' What you get for bein' hard headed God damn nigga Man the world gon' go to hell here Cause I tried as hard as I can nigga I know you only a man but God damn nigga They don't scare negros today with no badge, or no white skin, or no white sheet, or no white anything else. They police the same way, they put their club upside your head and then turn around and accuse you of attacking them. Every case of police brutality against a negro follows the same pattern — they attack you, bust you all upside your mouth and then take you to court and charge you with assault. What kind of democracy is that?
Writer(s): Michael Cox, Clifford J. Harris, Lamar Edwards, John Wesley Groover Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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