America I Got a Question

There's breaking news tonight in the shocking case of an unarmed(I can't breathe) African American man who died after being handcuffed And then pinned to the ground by (I can't breathe) Minneapolis Police. After Cell phone video shows one of the officers put his knee on (I can't breathe) George Floyd neck for at least seven minutes even after Floyd's body went limp (I can't breathe) America I got a Question Why's all the killing in these streets Why nobody trust the police Why if a young black man pulled over Gunned down in his whip I think it could have been me Telling me you want peace But you withdrawing your piece Now I got my hands up Why you aiming at me Telling me to comply I could end up deceased It's a war outside And we praying for relief America I Got A Question Why Why Killing In the Streets Why nobody trust the police Why why young young Black Black over over Down Down Coulda Coulda Coulda been me Telling want want peace But you withdrawling yo Got my got my got my Hands up Why you aiming at aiming at Me to comply I Could end up decased Its a Its a outside And we praying for relief America I got a question There's another dead body in the street His momma on the news full of grief There was No reports of violence Resisting arrest, or aggression That coulda been me Why they always talking bout my record No arraignments my record Pulled me over cause I'm black My minds an automatic weapon They assume I'm selling crack Or that I pack a Mac 11 Load the clip with bad intentions Pull the trigger with no questions Bow Black Lives Matter Still screaming Black Lives Matter Do they though We at war In this war we've been framed Momma's pain I'll explain Cause it's scary to be carrying A body to be buried Off a weapon that he had When he was licensed to carry I Got Questions America I gotta Question Why's all the killing in these streets Why nobody trust the police Why if a young black mans pulled over And gunned down in his whip I think it could have been me Telling me you want peace But you withdrawing your piece Now I got my hands up Why you aiming at me Telling me to comply I could end up deceased It's a war outside And we praying for relief America I Got A Question Wait Hold up hold up hold up How you trust the government When their the main culprit Funding the police That will murder us with no conscience And black on black crime myth was spread to kill the culture Cause the past full of lies See it through my eyes That's a homicide You called suicide Cases never tried The only way we rise If we unify You can clip our wings We gon still be fly You can never break What's hand made by God America I got a Question Why's all the killing in these streets Why nobody trust the police Why if a young black mans pulled over And gunned down in his whip I think it could have been me Telling me you want peace But you withdrawing your piece Now I got my hands up Why you aiming at me Telling me to comply I could end up deceased It's a war outside And we praying for relief America I Got A Question Why Why Killing In the Streets Why nobody trust the police Why why young young Black Black over over Down Down Coulda Coulda Coulda been me Telling want want peace But you withdrawling yo Got my got my got my Hands up Why you aiming at aiming at Me to comply I Could end up decased Its a Its a outside And we praying for relief America I got a question Why Why Killing In the Streets Why nobody trust the police Why why young young Black Black over over Down Down Coulda Coulda Coulda been me Telling want want peace But you withdrawling yo Got my got my got my Hands up Why you aiming at aiming at Me to comply I Could end up decased Its a Its a outside And we praying for relief America I got a question We asked 10 years ago We was asking with the Panthers We was asking with them You know with the Civil Rights Movement We was asking You know No those people that were asking Their all dead or in jail So now what do you think we're going to do And we shouldn't be angry And my raps that I'm rapping To my community shouldn't be filled with Rage