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Burnin’ And Lootin’
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Anderson .Paak
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Uh, okay, never understand why they do it Someone cut the channel off the news 'fore I lose it (Nah) I ain't even trippin', if you wit' it, then we lootin' (Nah) Help me put this Louis in the back of Suzuki (Ooh), o-he Had to break it down so smoothly (Smooth) They gon' say, "It's not about race," but we movin' (f**kin') ho, power Copped the trey-pound, had to put that in my name Wish a n***a play now (Yeah) Any given day, I'll be headed to the pulpits (Yeah) Say a lil' prayer, matter fact, I need two of 'em, ooh Won't he do it? Won't he do it? Ooh, this ain't '92 so we into nеw rules n***as got hip, so we don't loot the projеcts 'Bout to hit Rodeo with my lil' cousin Marcus Someone threw a whole brick in the Neiman Marcus (Ah) Help me put the whole mannequin in the Charger Tell me, do you see that old lady? Ain't it sad? Livin' out of bag but she's glad for the little things she has And over there, there's a lady, crack got her crazy Guess who's givin' birth to a baby? I don't trip or let it fade me From out of the fryin' pan we jump into another form of slavery Even now I get discouraged Wonder, if they take it all back, will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles I make mistakes but learn from every one And when it's said and done, I bet this brother be a better one If I upset you, don't stress Never forget that God isn't finished with me yet I feel His hand on my brain When I write rhymes I go blind and let the Lord do his thang But am I less holy 'Cause I chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies? Before we find world peace We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets My ghetto gospel Oh my Time heals all, but you out of time now (Now) Judge gotta watch us from the clock tower (True) Lil' tear gas cleared the whole place out I'll be back with the hazmat for the next round We was tryna protest, then the fires broke out Look out for the secret agents, they be planted in the crowd Said, "It's civil unrest," but you sleep so sound Like you don't hear the screams when we catchin' beatdowns? Stayin' quiet when they killin' n***as, but you speak loud When we riot, got opinions comin' from a place of privilege Sicker than the COVID how they did him on the ground Speakin' of the COVID, is it still goin' around? And won't you tell me 'bout the lootin'? What's that really all about? 'Cause they throw away black lives like paper towels Plus unemployment rate, what, forty million now? Killed a man in broad day, might never see a trial We just wanna break chains like slaves in the South Started in the North End but we in the downtown Riot cops tried to block, now we got a showdown If I could recollect before my hood days I sit and reminisce, thinkin' of bliss and the good days I stop and stare at the younger My heart goes to 'em, they tested with stress that they under And nowadays things change Everyone's ashamed of the youth 'cause the truth look strange And for me it's reversed We left 'em a world that's cursed, and it hurts ‘Cause any day they'll push the button And all good men like Malcolm X or Bobby Hutton died for nothin' Don't it make you get teary? The world looks dreary When you wipe your eyes, see it clearly There's no need for you to fear me If you take your time to hear me Maybe you can learn to cheer me It ain't about black or white, ‘cause we human I hope we see the light before it's ruined; my ghetto gospel Ghetto gospel
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