Don't Shoot
by Game

Album: Single Release Only (2014)
  • Our Lord, grant us good in this world
    And good in the life, to come keep us safe from the torment of the fire
    As we keep our hands up high and scream for justice
    Ferguson, rest in peace Mike Brown
    And all the young soldiers out there
    God help us

    Time to take a stand and save our future
    Like we all got shot, we all got shot
    Throwing up our hands don't let them shoot us
    'Cause we all we got, we all we got
    God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
    God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
    Don't point your weapons at me

    Seen the pictures, feel the pain, scandalous how they murder son
    Tired of them killing us, I'm on my way to Ferguson
    Talked to TIP, I talked to Diddy, them my brothers walking with me
    Mothers crying "Stop the riots", we ain't got to chalk the city
    I seen Cole out there, felt I should go out there
    They left that boy for hours in the cold out there
    They killin' teens, they killin' dreams (It's murder)

    Yo, come on we gotta stick together, we all we got
    Police taking shots and I ain't talkin' 'bout Ciroc
    I'm talking 'bout Emmett Till, I'm talking bout Ezell Ford
    I'm talking 'bout Sean Bell, they never go to jail for
    Trayvon over Skittles, Mike Brown Cigarillos
    History keeps repeating itself, like a Biggie instrumental
    America's a glass house and my revenge is mental
    Rather use my brain than throw a cocktail through a window

    I got the keys to the city still we left in the cold
    Hands in the sky, still was left in the road
    Ribbon in the sky, Michael Brown, another soul
    Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
    The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
    Black dress code now we looting in the night
    Now we throwing Molotovs in this holocaust
    And I know they hate to hear me screaming, "I'm a Boss!"

    Time to take a stand and save our future
    Like we all got shot, we all got shot
    Throwing up our hands don't let them shoot us
    'Cause we all we got, we all we got
    God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
    God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
    Don't point your weapons at me

    Tired of the okie-dokie, lying you Pinocchio
    Driving while black, tell me, where am I supposed to go?
    Gun shots hit the car, now I got the holy ghost
    If excessive force was a drug, then they overdosed
    Got us tryin'a protest, it's a slow process
    Heard it's a lot of rotten eggs in the crow's nest
    People praying on they feet, police holding on they heat
    Turned on the news and seen a tank rolling down the street (Yeah)

    I seen a lot of ice water tossed, and I know it's for a cause
    My only question is, what we doing for the loss
    Of Mike Brown, 'cause right now, I challenge you to use your talents to
    Speak up, and don't you ever let them silence you
    'Cause action speaks louder than words, that's what I heard
    Shot down with his hands up, that's what occurred
    Man that sound absurd
    Matter fact to me that sound like murder
    We want justice

    Ay yo Game, I had a crib out there, I used to live out there
    So I know how niggas feel out there
    People stressing, protesting, unity is a blessing
    So it's time we come together, use our voice as a weapon
    I am Michael Brown, 'cause I stand for what he stand for
    News say we're looting, paint pictures like we some animals
    On my NWA CMG
    Hollin' "Rest in peace Eazy and fuck the police"

    Heard another brother slain up in St. Louis
    Sure the mother feel the pain, but what you famous doing?
    I'm sure the general population trying to be more active
    But when the light finally catches you, you ice challenge
    Okay, and I support the ALS just like the rest of them
    But you have yet to pay your debt, so you just flexing then
    'Cause everybody care for a minute, then stop
    People only there for a minute, then stop
    And what's the point of giving if you ain't giving your all?
    We never getting ahead, might as well give up your heart

    Where does it end?
    I got my hands up, what else am supposed to do? (Rest in peace to Mike Brown)
    Where does it end? (And all the other fallen soldiers)
    Tell me, where's the love for everything we're going through? (That will not be on the news or televised, ah)
    Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me
    Hope that God can save us
    Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me (As we lead in peace)

    Martin Luther King had a dream!
    But they ain't respecting Jesse up out here
    And they don't really respect Obama out here
    Lights out, go dark it's like a nightmare
    How the fuck you play the game, but they ain't playing fair
    It's going down, Armageddon right here
    Right now, not on TV, but right here
    Put your flags in the air if you don't really care (Wave it)
    We need justice, yeah, we need justice here

    I heard he surrendered but we all saw how they did him
    Television broadcasts, a confused country
    I'm a resident of a nation that don't want me
    What's done is done, the town erupts in fury
    And I'm already hearing 'bout this lopsided jury
    Three faces like his, the rest another story
    A lot of motherfuckers need to act more worried

    The revolution has been televised
    If I sit here and do don't do nothing, homie, that's genocide
    Fuck that, we have arrived!
    And who cares who ain't on our side 'cause we on our own
    How do you preach peace to a family that just lost they own?
    My brodie Game just banged my line like "We gotta do something"
    All that marching and that peace ain't gonna fucking do nothing
    Fuck it, my moms, sorry, I'm ready to rage
    The police done let the animals out of the cage, oh Lord it's

    Time to take a stand and save our future
    Like we all got shot, we all got shot
    Throwing up our hands don't let them shoot us
    'Cause we all we got, we all we got
    God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
    God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
    Don't point your weapons at me

    Stand up Writer/s: Durrell Babbs, Elgin Baylor Lumpkin, Jason Martin, Jayceon Taylor, John David Jackson, Kasseem Dean, Khaled Khaled, Mario Mims, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Sean Combs, Shante Scott Franklin, Tauheed Epps, Tyrese Gibson, William Roberts II
    Publisher: RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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