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6 Million Ways to die I chose all
Heart sunk deep in my chest, the phone call
My knees got weak then i fled and drove off
A voice saying sorry to say this but man your son didn't make it and damn the videos taken it seemed awful
Cops had a small altercation and tee'd off on him
Spectators screaming and pleading to ease off of him, dammit, there's 3 on top he's panicking panting to breathe damaged in need of oxygen
Man handled and beaten he's bleeding and leaving consciousness
Doing his best to scream with a copper’s knee on esophagus
Empty pleas for providence
Saying please to the father he wondered what kind of god this
Is
Without a second to swallow the news, all of the news cast crews passed through past to talk with you
Politicians get called and the nearest alderman brought in the mix to comment on violence and how they should be accountable
n***as like J*****, A****** and all of them tryna politic even though you've been honest you don't rock with them n***as
The news putting up pictures of the one time your son threw up gang signs cause he was young and he's just following n***as
A million right-wing think pieces and panelists dancing with everything shorthanded of "that's the problem with n***as"
These politicians that’s tryna secure a spot in the office going on tour to ensure us that they impartial to n***as
The black celebrity singers and self-proclaimed leaders be making sure they're distinguished from these intolerable n***as
These white celebrities posting a pic of Martin and getting praise in the comments like they was out there to march with that n***a
The city burning as we await for the verdict
People hope for the best but know to expect the worse sh*t
Another killer walks off free, it goes on
6 million ways to die, I chose all

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