fuckthepolice
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Hands ache as the cold metal cuts in deep
Pressed unyielding to ensure obedience
No resistance to an entrenched position of power
I can't breathe
Back is bruised and full of tension
God wants us at peace
He hates when we weep
Then the police put another nigga to sleep
They dont care what your name is
They dont give a fuck if yo name is pete
All they do is kill, kill and repeat
God wants us at peace
He hates when we weep
Then the police put another nigga to sleep
They dont care what your name is
They dont give a fuck if yo name is pete
All they do is kill, kill and repeat
