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bless 1 - bags in my hand lyrics

[intro: malcolm x]
…and i’m telling ya, the only way you get justice is in the street. the only way you get justice is in the sidewalk. the only way you get justice is when you make justice for yourself. you never will get justice in the white man’s court. no, not me. i never want him to take me to court. i saw what he did with my brothers. i see what he has done with them right here in new york city. so make sure you obey the law. make sure you never commit a crime. make sure you never deviate from the law, but anytime one of them puts his hands on you take him off the planet. take him off the planet

[chorus: bless 1]
i had a dream that shot me a cop, with his own glock
squeezing till it no longer popped
totally shocked i flashed back to how it began
walking from the corner store with some bags in my hand

[verse: bless 1]
saw the blue & whites f-cking har-ssing
shorties from my neighborhood coming from summer cl-sses
the summers get stifling hot in the city
murders rise and thugs get knocked with no pity
thirsty cats jump out chevys on hungry corners
kidnapping the kinfolk of big money earners
on top of that dirty -ss pigs got my wig exploding
slums got my stomach walls eroding
i saw the white cop slapping mike mike hard
i swear to god! i lost it; threw the bags from my arms
mrs. smith must’ve saw what happened to her son
cuz all of a sudden she came running, high strung
grabbed the officer by his arm airing him out
the whole block knew what the affair was about
just 3 years before her oldest son martell
got shot and k!lled and he was only holding a cell
shot by the police in the dark, guns bark
for them it’s just another dead n-gga in the park
we fed up and everybody losing their calm
we locked the block down for some bodily harm
start sizing up one of the cops trying to strike
i ran up from behind and choked him out goodnight
the rest of the crowd grabbed his partner i unsnapped
the gun from his holster my thoughts went black…

[outro: malcolm x]
we want peace. we want justice. we want respect. we want to carry ourselves with dignity. but we don’t to walk around here in a police state giving people the right to think that they can take our life or break our limb or bust our head and that’s all that’s going to happen from it

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