Marlon Craft - Gang Shit lyrics

My name John and I'm a city cop
And I'm just tired of these ni let me not
They try to paint me as racist, but see
I'm really not call me pork
So I put 'em on they belly at every stop
And they scared? What a joke
How 'bout how I feel? Check the crime rate
Look at my eyes behind my shield
I'm scared, this is a job
This how I find my meals
So if they gon' lie and steal
I'ma make 'em lie from steel
And I think my life do matter more
I seen too many of these
People kill without remorse
Used to be three fifths of a man
But I think half is more accurate
How they celebrate savageness in
A patterned form my family raised me not to
Trust 'em, fuck you, they ain't wrong
These other cops are my brothers
And they be wishing us harm
They told me that it's our culture
To make sure that they suffer
And I can't break the bond, It's
All I got, I'm faithful, dawg
Shit, I bleed blue like I'm a Giants fan
To question my way is to
Stop flow in my veins
So I ain't slowing a day
I'ma keep everyone safe
From these black bastards and that's
Word to my gang, gang, gang

I'm just riding for my
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang (Gang)
I'm just riding for my
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
America, whole lotta gang shit
America, whole lotta gang shit
America, whole lotta gang shit
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

My name's James and I'm in the Klan
My family been down for
A four generation span
It's not about the hatred, man
It's love for our nation
The white place where we took savages
And enslaved and tamed 'em
And these white threads as hereditary
As this white skin
I ain't have a say, soon as I was of age
I was in
And if I have to, I'll resort to violence
'Cause they tryna shine colors in a
Country made for white men
And we're poor too, boo hoo
All of you lefties complain about
Your oppression and pain
While all of these Mexicans came and take
All our jobs and our lanes
And I don't blame corporatist games 'cause
I want the spoils and fame
I could have more too
That could be me one day
That's why I love Trump, 'cause see
He see my way
We gon' make America white again
'Cause I don't wanna compete
With people who work
Harder than me 'cause we all spited them
And if I considered that how
We living is wrong
That would mean that I would have to concede
That the sale and beating of
Those bodies was uncalled for
That it was all the murder and rape that
Got us these Sundays at the golf course
That we as heinous as they try
To make us out to be why would I even try?
There's nothing in it for me to
Not treat it as a lie
So far as I'm concerned
All the blacks, Jews, and the gays
And the Muslims and the Mexicans
Can leave or die i do it all for the Klan
These are my brothers they understand me
And we all understand each other
Don't tell me that our fathers
And mothers should be ashamed
I'm riding out forever for my
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

I'm just riding for my
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang (Gang)
I'm just riding for my
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
America, whole lotta gang shit
America, whole lotta gang shit
America, whole lotta gang shit
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

My name Marcus and I'm in the feds
I been locked up for four
Years and six is left
I got ten for armed robbery, shit
And honestly i ain't even wanna do it and
It's hard not to get depressed
I'm dying here
Was banging colors since a youngin
Was born into a gang 'cause of the
Block that I grew up in
I done seen many die, and a few folks kill
But when the world won't
Give you nothing, shit, you gon' steal
And my gang was all I knew
Brothers amongst the madness
Drugs and death all around us and
We was angry and callous
The gang shit was all we had
We made mistakes and were misled
But why my gang got me in jail
And yours got you home in bed?
Riddle me that, my skin black
It's simple as that
The hatred you both got for me
Is all written in fact of our institutions
You confused and feel like getting me back
For what? For living poor
In conditions that's wack?
You claim that I strike fear in you
But what you feel is you
For me to live how you'd
Call clean'd be a miracle
The data's empirical
You hate it when my people march for me
But don't you too scream 'cause you
Feel they ain't hearing you?
Shit, your whole premise is false
But I won't waste no time
Tryna break your prejudice walls
Point is we all on some gang shit
Loyal to what we's taught
Believe in what was passed down
Our community's theme of thought
And I'm the only one in cuffs for it
If I get out a better man
I'm still fucked for it
You turn the TV on and look
You got Trump for it
The president is in your gang, bitch
And you still point at me to blame shit
I pray that when I get out
Shit ain't all the same
But it's a cold world to be
Alone in when the whole place
That you grown in treat you
Like dogs in the rain
Shit, I might fuck around and
Call gang, gang, gang, gang

I'm just riding for my
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang (Gang)
I'm just riding for my
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
America, whole lotta gang shit
America, whole lotta gang shit
America, whole lotta gang shit
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang