ASP by. baby dre
Yo, they rollin’ deep, sirens wailin’, In the city where the truth is constantly failin’, Black and blue lights flash, fear in the air, But I’m standin’ tall, got my crew, we don’t care. Cuffs clickin’, hearts racin’, they lurkin’ in the night, Tryna catch a brother slippin’, but I’m ready for the fight, System’s rigged, can’t you see the game they play? Justice for the people, we won’t fade away. (Verse 2) They pull us over, thinkin’ we’re just thugs and thieves, But we’re kings and queens, plantin’ righteous seeds, From the block to the court, yeah, we know the score, Gotta rise up strong, can’t take it anymore. Hands in the air, but they see me as a threat, Livin’ in the shadows, but I ain’t done yet, Voices of the youth, hear the struggle and the pain, In the land of the free, but it’s all in vain. (Verse 3) So we march, we fight, for the right to be heard, Echoes of the past, every line, every word, Against the badge, but it’s deeper than the beef, It’s a battle for the soul, we just searchin’ for relief. Keep your head high, let ‘em know we’re alive, In the heart of the struggle, that’s where we thrive, From the streets to the stage, we gon’ make ‘em see, That the power’s in the people, and we’re breakin’ free.
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Yo, they rollin’ deep, sirens wailin’, In the city where the truth is constantly failin’, Black and blue lights flash, fear in the air, But I’m standin’ tall, got my crew, we don’t care. Cuffs clickin’, hearts racin’, they lurkin’ in the night, Tryna catch a brother slippin’, but I’m ready for the fight, System’s rigged, can’t you see the game they play? Justice for the people, we won’t fade away. (Verse 2) They pull us over, thinkin’ we’re just thugs and thieves, But we’re kings and queens, plantin’ righteous seeds, From the block to the court, yeah, we know the score, Gotta rise up strong, can’t take it anymore. Hands in the air, but they see me as a threat, Livin’ in the shadows, but I ain’t done yet, Voices of the youth, hear the struggle and the pain, In the land of the free, but it’s all in vain. (Verse 3) So we march, we fight, for the right to be heard, Echoes of the past, every line, every word, Against the badge, but it’s deeper than the beef, It’s a battle for the soul, we just searchin’ for relief. Keep your head high, let ‘em know we’re alive, In the heart of the struggle, that’s where we thrive, From the streets to the stage, we gon’ make ‘em see, That the power’s in the people, and we’re breakin’ free.