Violent
If you investigate you’ll find out where it’s coming from / Look through our history, America’s the violent one
They claim that I’m violent
Just cuz I refuse to be silent
These hypocrites are havin’ fits
Cuz I’m not buying it, defying it
Envious, because I will rebel against
Any oppressor, and this is known as self defense
I show no mercy, they claim that I’m Tha’ Lunatic
But when the shit gets thick, I’m the one you gonna get
Don’t look confused, the truth is so plain to see
Cause I’m the nigga the you sell-outs are ashamed to be
In every jeep and every car, brothers stomp this
I’m Never Ignorant, Gettin Goals Accomplished
Tha underground railroad on an uprise
This time the truth’s getting told; heard enough lies
I told ’em fight back, attack on society
If this is violence then violent’s what I gotta be
If you investigate you’ll find out where it’s coming from
Look through our history, America’s the violent one
Unlock my brain, break the chains of your misery
This time the pay back for evil shit you did to me
They call me militant, racist cause I won’t resist
You wanna censor something, mothafucka censor this
My words are weapons, and I’m steppin to the silent
Wakin up the masses; but you
Just claim that I’m violent
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Fuck a damn cop, (they claimin that I’m violent)
Just because we play what the people want, (Violent)
Fuck a damn cop, (they claimin that I’m violent)
Just because we play what the people want, (Violent)
Fuck a damn cop, (they claimin that I’m violent)
Tha cops can’t stand me, but they can’t touch me
Call me a dope man, cause I rock dope beats
Jacked by the police, didn’t have my ID
I said, “Excuse me, why ya tryin to rob me?”
He had the nerve to say that I had a curfew
“Get out the car, or I’ll hurt you”
So here I go; I better make my mind up
Pick my 9 up or hit the line up
I choose B, steped into the streets
Tha first cop grabbed me, the other ripped my seat
They grabed my homie and threw him to the concrete
(“What ya doin man”) they tried to frame me
They tried to say I had some dope in the back seat
But, I’m a rap fiend, not a crack fiend
My homie panicked, he tried to run
(“Freeze nigga!”) I heard a bullet fire from the cops gun
My homie dropped, so I hit the cop
I kept swingin, yo, I couldn’t stop
Before I knew it, I was beaten the cop senseless
The other cop dropped his gun, he was defenseless
Now I’m against this cop who was racist
Given him a taste, of tradin places
And all this, cause the peckerwood was tryin this frame up
But I came up
Now they claiming that I’m violent
[Chorus]
As I was beatin on a cop, I heard a gun click (o-oh)
Then the gun shot, but I wasn’t hit
I turned around it was my homie with the gun in hand
He shot the cop, now he’s a dead man
I said, “Come on, it’s time for us to get away”
They’ll call for back up, and they’ll be on their way
Jumped in the car, and tried to get away quick
The car wouldn’t start, we in deep shit
So we jumped out (“Come on, let’s take the cops car”)
We drove a little ways thinking that we got far
But I looked up and all I saw was blue lights
If I die tonight, I’m dying in a gun fight
I grabbed the AK, my homie took the 12 gauge
Load ’em up quick, it’s time for us to spray
We’ll shot ’em up with they own fuckin weapons
And when we through spraying, then we stepin
This is a lesson, to the rednecks and crooked cops
You fuck with real niggas, get ya fuckin ass dropped
So here we go, the police against us
Dark at dusk, and waiting for the guns to bust
What’s next, I don’t know and I don’t care
One thing’s for sure, tomorrow I won’t be here
But if I go, I’m taken all these punks with me
Pass me a clip G, now come and get me
You wanna sweat me, never get me to be silent
Giving them a reason, (a reason)
To claim that I’m violent...
[Chorus]
Just because we play what the people want....