47 (Fuck12)

Gotdamn (Gotdamn) Gotdamn (Gotdamn) Gotdamn (Gotdamn) Gotdamn (Gotdamn) 47 (F-fourty-seven) 47 (Fourty-seven) 47 (F-fourty-seven) 47 (Fourty-seven) Huh, Gotdamn Gotdamn Gotdamn Gotdamn (What) 47 (Yuh) 47, F-fourty-seven I'm from my Str33t, Str33t, Str33t Nah I don't tote heat, heat, heat But the po-po stop me, me, me Man fuck the police, lice, lice I been focused on me And my Black boy joy I be focused on myself, but the police makin noise Get up out my face They trynna spray me like mace Gotta go through this everyday What's up with the hate? Nigga imma be ok Nigga we gonna be ok Wonder if Nate Turner be proud of me And Angela Davis Cause I'm revolutionary as fuck And I know the police they hate it Fuck 12! Fuck 12! (Uh-huh) Fuck 12!(Yea yea) Fuck 12! (Aye aye) Fuck 12! (47) Fuck 12! (Aye 47) Fuck 12! (Fuck em) Fuck 12! (Gotdamn) Fed ass niggas why I get behind bars Yea I run with red and blues Unless it's top a cop cars (huh) Condescending Talk smart and you get offended Cuffing me for a sentence Your justice is my oppression Mr. Officer, is you a dirty cop or what? Because this law corrupt Separate me from my family Or you slaughter us Fuck that gun on yo waste For police trynna dictate Ask em how my dick taste Fuck 12! Fuck 12! (Uh-huh) Fuck 12!(Yea yea) Fuck 12! (Aye aye) Fuck 12! (47) Fuck 12! (Aye 47) Fuck 12! (Fuck em) Fuck 12! (Gotdamn) Stomp twelve in my elevens He prayin like a reverend Each kick's for every time them niggas Shot one of my brethren They lock me up by force Slap food from off my fork I stay far from them pigs Never fuckin with that pork Pull me over on some shit I'm like what the fuck Skrt skrt imma bust'em up So fresh, so clean So they sus as fuck Hate the way a nigga Run it up I told you I wasn't snitchin Not tryna be yo informant And don't go searchin my crib If yo dumbass ain't got a warrant Fuck 12! Fuck 12! (Uh-huh) Fuck 12!(Yea yea) Fuck 12! (Aye aye) Fuck 12! (47) Fuck 12! (Aye 47) Fuck 12! (Fuck em) Fuck 12! (Gotdamn) These pigs real stupid I shoot them like cupid Now he a ghost he move through shit Get bruised bitch Shit on them real putrid Confused yet so clueless You knew this Cops comin im zoomin Nnnyyyyeeeeewwww Red & blue lights behind me Purple in my bag Flashlight and they fighting with me Wonder why they mad Maybe they intimidated Skin color eliminated Kill us and they too elated Hol up lemme demonstrate it Nigga (Nigggggaaa) Fuck 12! Fuck 12! (Uh-huh) Fuck 12!(Yea yea) Fuck 12! (Aye aye) Fuck 12! (47) Fuck 12! (Aye 47) Fuck 12! (Fuck em) Fuck 12! (Gotdamn)