DDFH (Explicit)-Run The Jewels/El-P/Killer Mike

Cops in the ghetto they move like the Gestapo Drunk off their power and greed they often hostile My little homie talked s**t back and they beat him bad That boy in the hospital now he's lookin' bad And I'm with his momma and dad they lookin' sad My own mama called me said "Baby I'm just glad They ain't put they hands on my child and 'kill' his a*s. Please don't rap about that 's**t' 'fore they murder your black a*s" It's drones over Brooklyn you blink you could get tooken And now you're understanding the definition of "Crooklyn" Pigs on parade but bacon fryin' and cookin Cause kids tired of dying and walkin' round like they shooken' Cause we smoke sour to deal with the paranoia That they charge by the hour can't hire the Jewish lawyer Cause if you ain't Jigga or Puff you doin' time And even then you might get ten word to Shyne Do d**e f**k hope You don't wanna look into my big crystal balls suck the future We'll moonwalk through flames with a brain on stupid Camouflage toughies'll touch your tufts roughly Fluff your flat permanent lump you up ruthless Then laugh while you're humming the tune of bruised movements That took a few too many tabs to prove lucid Everything compute Nah the truth is too tangled And even a satellite sees at one angle Burners radiate smoke 'till all's motionless Hope Nah ha ha slow down with the jokin' s**t So inappropriate right behind your ears is a what Look ta-dah The sound of your hopelessness I can feel it too from the ground rising up in us Right above the clouds there's a shroud there to smother us Make a sane man walk around with a blunderbuss Peel another round make a sound that is thunderous