Hashtag (Stop Killing Us) Lyrics

Woke up this morning saw a name after the hashtag

History repeating itself I'm living a flashback

Of somebody else who has already lived all this twice

They yelling out for haircuts we yelling cause we want equal rights

Too many sons and daughters not makin it home to mama

American dream kill you in your Sleep RIP Breana

Ahmaud Arbery, Michael Thomas, and George Floyd

Robert Fuller say his name we can't forget you boy

The funny thing is I that I never knew them personally

But I can feel the families pain

Damn this shit is hurting me

If you a racist ass bitch you can suck a dick

If you a racist ass pig go and do the same

They love killing us

Our bodies they be filling us with holes like we some Swiss cheese

That's only if we lucky

Most times we get choked out our necks under corrupt knees

Media paint a pretty picture trust this shit is ugly

Out in America

Fifty in you then bury ya

Turn around and go do the same shit in another area

Real life American Horror Story shit is scary bruh

We laughing through the pain all the trauma we Jim Carrey'd up

From generation to generation when will it stop

I'm tryna live my life without getting popped by a fucking cop

Or a racist with whatever they got in they hands

We know the using weapons cause none of em got no fucking hands

Karen still saying nigger but y'all out playin just dance

With the opposition

Here goes a new proposition

If you are in a cop's position

Turn it to a dropped position

Show us that you really stand with the people

Cause that drop hit harder from the very top of that steeple

And you gotta answer to God and how he judging you

Take a knee at a protest nah I ain't fucking moved

30 seconds later yall beating em til they black and blue

But I'm supposed to put my trust and safety up inside of you

Nah I'm good

Ima just stay in the hood

With niggas with glocks who don't talk to cops

And doing whatever they could

To feed they families that y'all left in these trenches

Government ain't doing shit

They on they ass that's benches

This ain't a game

Get off your asses

Do something to protect the masses

Tired of seeing my people get blasted

Tired of seeing my people in caskets

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