Ballistic

*Ambulance Sirens* Yo, it's time to stop ignoring the fact that Police brutality exists This is a global operation Ay yo, Show, where we at? We international, baby Couldn't tell you how they do it They could tell us how much rain up in the sewer (Wooh!) But they couldn't tell us how many bullets (Yeah!) Come from triggers of the guns cops pulling (Nah, bang) Caught a body last week Went to trail for a year and got released (Oh, Lord!) Someone call up the police (Please!) It ain't safe up in the streets (Huh!) I'm about to go ballistic (Basllistic!). I'm about to go offensive (Yeah!) System banging in the district. You don't have the jurisdiction (Nah!) I'm about to go ballistic (Yeah!) I'ma kill all the tension (Ah!) Momma raised me as a Christian (Amen). Pray to God for forgiveness (Wooh!) Baton rouge got the answers. Minnesota got the answers We gon' take care of the cancer. We gon' take care of the cancer (Yeah) Upstate with the stop frisk. I ain't falling for them cop tricks Tell the DA when I touchdown like Marshawn Lynch, hold my d- I already had a bad day. Now I'm looking at a badge, aye Profiling 'cause I'm black, aye. You can, you can keep it moving that way (That way, that way) This here is the new sound, old attitude autotuned out Tell them boys we ain't playing 'round, get the paperwork, go and get it now (Huh!) I'm about to go ballistic (Wooh!). I'm about to go offensive (Yeah!) System banging in the district. You don't have the jurisdiction (Nah!) I'm about to go ballistic (Yeah!) I'ma kill all the tension (Ah!) Momma raised me as a Christian (Amen). Pray to God for forgiveness (Wooh!) 'Cause they giving suspension in court Got my dog in detention, he's doing a Sentence, condition horrendous and he ain't even Do the crime that they said, i'ma dead it 'cause I heard they giving suspensions in court Situation pathetic 'cause he ain't even Have a gun and he said it, so anytime they Tryna pull out a weapon (Where the ballistics?) I heard they're giving suspension in court I'm sorta suspicious but more I'm Offended. I might get offensive and blow up the Building to get your attention since you ain't gon' Listen I might as well sit on the porch Just waiving a stick with a torch, and Hoping I catch me a strip of the pork and then Bang, bang, bang, bang (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Put your confederate flag in the flame Nothing personal about I'm strictly business Suit and tie, gold cuff links gold handcuffs Tell them boys it's the gold standard Shorty wanna be an actor, and they put his Life on go pro camera News reporter said them bodies adding up And we had enough, yeah we had enough (That's enough!) Couldn't tell you how they do it They could tell us how much rain up in the sewer (Wooh!) But they couldn't tell us how many bullets (Yeah!) Come from triggers of the guns cops pulling (Nah, bang) Caught a body last week Went to trail for a year and got released (Oh, Lord!) Someone call up the police (Please!) It ain't safe up in the streets (Huh!) I'm about to go ballistic (Wooh!). I'm about to go offensive (Yeah!) System banging in the district. You don't have the jurisdiction (Nah!) I'm about to go ballistic (Yeah!) I'ma kill all the tension (Ah!) Momma raised me as a Christian (Amen). Pray to God for forgiveness (Wooh!) Do you feel, however, that we're, that we're making progress in this country (No, no) No, no. Now I will never say that progress is being made If you stick a knife in my back nine inches and pull it out six inches There's no progress If you pull it all the way out That's not progress The progress is healing the wound that the blow, that the, blow made And they haven't even begun to pull the knife out Much less try to pull, uh, heal the wound They won't even admit the knife is there