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savior monroe - the same us lyrics

f-ck them cops, f-ck the 5-0, f-ck the pigs f-ck the hook
f-ck the boys in blue
what’s that new sh-t they calling them n-ggas
oh yeah

[chorus: savior monroe]
f-ck 12
messing with the wrong one, n-gga f-ck 12
lil’ n-gga scared huh, n-gga f-ck 12
b-tch you the scared one, n-gga f-ck 12
i ain’t bout to bail nothin’, n-gga f-ck 12
messing with the wrong one, n-gga f-ck 12
lil’ n-gga scared huh, n-gga f-ck 12
b-tch you the scared one, n-gga f-ck 12
motherf-ck 12

[verse 1: savior monroe]
the sun f-cking you up, or it’s a cold breeze
the nosebleeds looking up to the o.g.s
your rollies ain’t safe around the road thieves
caught slipping they itching to make your dome bleed
all they need is 42 seconds
the crew prepping to sn-tch your new necklace in your blue lexus
they can tell this n-gga didn’t belong
he just looking for some sativa to put in a bong
mix it with some other chemicals and then they take a hit or two
they’ll sober up ‘fore this n-gga leave the crib and cruise
you know them jack boys out here getting loose
cus growing up them n-ggas ain’t have sh-t to lose
empty pockets, take it so they increase profit
and spend it on some crispy outfits
yo, they from a place where the good don’t show
and living in a sp-ce where the hook don’t go
so

[verse 2: savior monroe]
i don’t travel much
but when i leave the hood the hook think i’m a crook, and see me acting up
broken tail light, cop see me backing up
they pulling me over to see if i am black or what
they tell me get out, and throw me against the hood
abusing they power cus only these b-tches could
even worse i ain’t even do sh-t
they booking me for tail lights in a new whip
got a full clip loaded in my registered gun
when they saw that, they saw me as the predator’s son
both cops getting scared cus i said they were wrong
getting even more aggressive like a terrorist bomb
think i’m bout to explode, this sh-t is outta control
they don’t come if you call em when i’m offa the road
they think i’m from a place where the good don’t show
but i’m living in a sp-ce where the hook don’t go
so

[verse 3: savior monroe]
the authority is what the rich whites call em’
them hoe -ss n-ggas is what my type call em’
modern day triple k what an activist call em’
the pig or the beast what a rapper will call em’
a murderer is what the families call em’
the mike, sandras, oscar grants and the altons
and many more cause they k!lling rate launching
it’s a problem that the system ain’t solving
cause it works in they favor to murk or detain us
enslave us because they can’t change us
so they got my hood n-ggas with they bangas
with a whole lotta good medicinal to slang us
or the working black man tryna change up and save up
but the cops see em’ as the same us
we ain’t getting no love in the system
where every black man is a thug or a victim of murder

- savior monroe lyrics

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