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theory hazit - american crime lyrics

[verse 1: theory hazit]
(is it a crime?)
it must be cause i’m laying here
my body’s getting cold, i’m losing blood, i’m losing love
my skin is my sin, i was breathing while being african
a crooked cop and a bullet ended my contract and it’s a (crime)
follow rules and you blind, eat on the swine
keep in mind, know the truth cause they lie
we ain’t designed for the system cause the system designed
for certain kinds, certified, i shouldn’t be so surprised
they murder minds, it’s a (crime)
i’ll never get to see you old and gray
they get away with this, so they take then go and celebrate
how we supposed to elevate?
we loco when we see each other in the street
now me and you have this unofficial beef
(crime) doesn’t pay when you stretched out on the stretcher
folks record it on they video phone instead of helping
distracted by the media, crazy as it seems
i’m lucky if i get hooked up to a machine
(is it a crime?)

[hook: theory hazit & the betweenagers]
you said you’d never leave me
though our love was never easy
we were supposed to grow together
i thought we had forever
my love was immeasurable
but you will never know cause you would turn around
after you shot me down, bang bang

[verse 2: theory hazit]
(is it a crime) cause i loved you more than he did?
i never put my hands on you, i never cheated
got tired of you trolling my line, told you to beat it
my heart was in your blind spot, too bad you didn’t see it
that’s a (crime), i ain’t even try to fight with you
i was seriously wanting to do life with you
dropped everything, even left my wife for you
got drunk, ate brownies, and got high with you
out of my element, dabbled in dirt, you wasn’t helpin’
i was bent on being h-ll-bent, but you called it selfish
moving forward while i’m thinking backwards
you didn’t trust me even after you had my p-sswords
at least i made parole, what a release!
cause i felt like i was in a relationship with the police
it’s part of my confession, god i learned my lesson
your accusations revive the rhetorical question:
(is it a crime?)

[hook]

- theory hazit lyrics

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