[Killer Mike:]
It be feelin' like the life that I'm livin, man, out of control,
Like every day I'm in a fight for my soul,
Could it be that my medicine's the evidence for pigs to stop and frisk me when they rollin round on patrol?
And ask, “Why you're here?”
I just tell em cause it is what it is,
I live here and that's what it is. He chimed, “You got a dime?
I said, “Man, I'm tryin' to smoke and chill,
Please, don't lock me up in front of my kids
And in front of my wife, man, I ain't got a gun or a knife,
You do this and you ruin my life.
And I apologize if it seems like I got out of line, sir,
Cause I respect the badge and the gun,
And I pray today aint the day that you drag me away
Right in front of my beautiful son.”
And he still put my hands in cuffs, put me in the truck,
When my woman screamed,
Said, “Shut up!”
Witness with the camera phone on
Saw the copper pull a gun
And put it on my gorgeous queen,
As I peered out the window,
I could see my other kinfolk and hear my little boy as he screamed,
As he ran toward the copper begged him not to hurt his momma,
Cause he had her face down on the ground,
And I'd be much too weak to ever speak what I seen,
But my life changed with that sound.
[Hook: BOOTS]
Get out, get out, get out, get out!
Feeling this, feeling this too early,
Feeling this way, feeling this way, early.
[El-P:]
It be feelin' like the life that I'm living, man, I don't control cause every day I'm in a fight for my soul,
All hands below, high seas in a rickety boat, smoke o's so the kid might cope.
You want cash or hope, no clash, matter fact, get both go without get turnt to ghosts,
You know thats the law, deal done by the shake of claws,
It aint a game if the shit don't pause,
And I find you odd, so convinced in the truth of y'all that the true truth's truly gone.
And yes, theres a they, any time a man say theres not, then plot, what can I say?
Truth's truth when denied or not, like its true crews ride the cock, fair enough, the way that the beat bump do sound tough, I made it in the dark like Civil War surgery.
Woke up in the same air you huff, early, by twelve o'clock the whole Earth felt dirty, street lamps stare when you walk, watch the birdy, they'll watch you walk to the store, they're recording,
But didn't record cop when he shot, no warning, heard it go pop, might have been two blocks, heard a kid plus pops, watched cop make girl bleed, go to home, go to sleep, up again early.
[Killer Mike:]
It be feelin' like the life that I'm livin, man, out of control,
Like every day I'm in a fight for my soul,
Could it be that my medicine's the evidence for pigs to stop and frisk me when they rollin round on patrol?
An
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