Z-Ro - Skrewed Up lyrics
[Z-Ro - Skrewed Up lyrics]
We got pulled over on Larpenteur
Cop: I told him not to reach for it!
I told him to get his hand out
You shot four bullets into him, sir
He was just getting his
License and registration, sir
Please don't tell me he's gone
Please, Jesus no, please, no!
We are witnessing the return of slavery
Alive tomorrow is what I pray everyday to be
They gon' shoot me down ain't no
Pepper spray or tasin' me
Then lie about it while the truth
Is layin' in the grave with me (fucked up)
Racial profilin' at an all time high
(all time high)
Black, any height, any weight
Tats or no tats, we die
No happiness for black mothers and fathers
We cry
Can't do nothin' except drank and smoke
So we drunk we high
All we wanna do is keep on breathin'
Seems like they murder one
Mo' brotha every evenin'
They got us stretched out
On the boulevard bleedin'
It feel like soon as we get
To this bitch we leavin' the devil is a lie
Somebody already told you that
Black lives don't matter
The law already showed you that war time
I'll be where the rest of
The other soldiers at
Whenever we open the door the close it back
So skrewed up
This world we livin' in is so skrewed up
And I ain't talkin' DJ Screw
It's so skrewed up
This world we livin' in is so skrewed up
And I ain't talkin' DJ Screw
He been followin' us around the neighborhood
Then pulled us over
Yeah, we bouta take him to
The house off all alone
Then gon' up in there and see if he like it
Two black guys, really it's niggers
They don't own no house out here
Just shows you being black in America
Fuck you mean where I'm going and
Why you need to know that
I pay yo salary through my taxes
Can I get my dough back
Why am I here? I live here if
You lived here you would know that
And you can't search me
You do whatever to make me go back
It's just another arrest to you
Get off work, go see yo family
Ain't no stress to you
Like you a hunter right
I'm just another catch to you
Another good shoot
I ain't even a death to you
God damn it here I am, shoot my fuckin' ass
Cop: Sir get back, now! No!
Cop: Get back fuck you!
Cop: Sir, get back! Put the gun down
Put it down now! Shots fire
Uh i got a homie that's a constable
We always talk
And they don't like that fact that we
Cool so we can't always talk
And he ain't crooked either
Straight as how we always walk
Unlike some of his coworkers
Cause straight ain't how they always walk
High-fivin' after a shoot in front
Of a grievin' family
It's us against them, I see it comin' please
Understand me
Constable Alan Rosen really tryna
Bridge the gap this is a message
You trippin' if you think this is a rap
Cop: He's got his hand up there for it now
Cop: This guy's still walking
Isn't following command
Cop: After taser I think, that looks
Like a bad dude too, they be on something
Shots fired!
Cop: Got a 331, got shots fired
Got a suspect down
Cop: I told him not to reach for it!
I told him to get his hand out
You shot four bullets into him, sir
He was just getting his
License and registration, sir
Please don't tell me he's gone
Please, Jesus no, please, no!
We are witnessing the return of slavery
Alive tomorrow is what I pray everyday to be
They gon' shoot me down ain't no
Pepper spray or tasin' me
Then lie about it while the truth
Is layin' in the grave with me (fucked up)
Racial profilin' at an all time high
(all time high)
Black, any height, any weight
Tats or no tats, we die
No happiness for black mothers and fathers
We cry
Can't do nothin' except drank and smoke
So we drunk we high
All we wanna do is keep on breathin'
Seems like they murder one
Mo' brotha every evenin'
They got us stretched out
On the boulevard bleedin'
It feel like soon as we get
To this bitch we leavin' the devil is a lie
Somebody already told you that
Black lives don't matter
The law already showed you that war time
I'll be where the rest of
The other soldiers at
Whenever we open the door the close it back
So skrewed up
This world we livin' in is so skrewed up
And I ain't talkin' DJ Screw
It's so skrewed up
This world we livin' in is so skrewed up
And I ain't talkin' DJ Screw
He been followin' us around the neighborhood
Then pulled us over
Yeah, we bouta take him to
The house off all alone
Then gon' up in there and see if he like it
Two black guys, really it's niggers
They don't own no house out here
Just shows you being black in America
Fuck you mean where I'm going and
Why you need to know that
I pay yo salary through my taxes
Can I get my dough back
Why am I here? I live here if
You lived here you would know that
And you can't search me
You do whatever to make me go back
It's just another arrest to you
Get off work, go see yo family
Ain't no stress to you
Like you a hunter right
I'm just another catch to you
Another good shoot
I ain't even a death to you
God damn it here I am, shoot my fuckin' ass
Cop: Sir get back, now! No!
Cop: Get back fuck you!
Cop: Sir, get back! Put the gun down
Put it down now! Shots fire
Uh i got a homie that's a constable
We always talk
And they don't like that fact that we
Cool so we can't always talk
And he ain't crooked either
Straight as how we always walk
Unlike some of his coworkers
Cause straight ain't how they always walk
High-fivin' after a shoot in front
Of a grievin' family
It's us against them, I see it comin' please
Understand me
Constable Alan Rosen really tryna
Bridge the gap this is a message
You trippin' if you think this is a rap
Cop: He's got his hand up there for it now
Cop: This guy's still walking
Isn't following command
Cop: After taser I think, that looks
Like a bad dude too, they be on something
Shots fired!
Cop: Got a 331, got shots fired
Got a suspect down