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tg3 - hands up lyrics

(pragmatic)
pop pop
that’s regardless
pops told me that the number degrees
that i got don’t make me less a target
i could be minding my own
in my zone really trynna get the harvest
i ain’t even gotta start it
yeah this world can be heartless
shoot you walk with no charges
see this historical element
centuries yeah the story we telling it
started with a disease of the melanin
never get any ease, we the felons
see
this thing called justice
be hard to find when it’s just us
on the other side of that gun barrel
we fear the one who might bust us
either lock lock
or that pop glock
but that drop top getting stopped
-ssuming we playing hopscotch
with them hot rocks
but we not
yeah they riding round on our block
this ain’t even round where they stay
i never know if it’s gonna come
so i wake up everyday pray

(hook)
hands up
hands up
hands down
it don’t matter, they’ll shoot you down to the ground (pow pow)
they don’t wanna see you making moves b (nah nah)
they don’t wanna see you making moves b (my bad)
hands up
hands up
hands down (woah)
it don’t matter, they’ll shoot you down to the ground (woah)
they don’t wanna see you making moves b (nah)
they don’t wanna see you making moves b (nah)

(legacy)
i know why they scared a young black men
they can’t find a soul looking thru my black skin
uhh michael jackson hmm
cleared up
d-mn
they still drag ya name thru the dirt bruh (d-mn)
even with the fame u ain’t worth none (d-mn)
im a thug with a bone to pick
play a harmony you won’t forget
time after time it’s the same people getting off
yeah we noticed it
pray to god that my church service never hits the news like a bulletin
shots fired
k!lling my dogs ain’t no rottweiler
heart full of fear that’s yo desire
all lives matter look who’s deciding ahh
just let me get 5 milly till i’m 38 before you shoot me in my 31 good vertebrae
then you see me flop on yo tv screen lance stevenson
turn me into another face on a t shirt
sell it for $20 our pockets real hurt
but that’s the cost of a life when u built for the he-rs- so they say

(mc brooklyn)
yo. they don’t want us making moves b. try to stop the movement
probably choke us out right on the street, until homie stop moving
when i see a cop on my block, put my head down, keep it moving
i just wanna get home, chill, put my feet up, and watch a movie. d-mn
man i swear some cops are lazy. trigger happy, shooting babies
probably clap on an old lady. omg this sh-t is crazy. you’re a target, whether you’re taking a train or a mercedes. so i’m dangerous cause i’m black. you’re mistaken
look. i don’t want no problems with you, i just wanna live. wanna live in peace and be treated fair. see you on the streets, be happy that you here. be filled with hope, when i call you and not filled with fear
ok your job is rough, and it’s dangerous yo. but you shooting people down, that obey you though. we need change now; not next year. just wanna feel safe. hope i made that clear
brooklyn

(various news reports)

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