Shooting The Stars - Maverick Sabre

Mmm, mmm, Yeah, yeah,

try to lock you down, yeah, yeah

Shooting the stars, lock you away for nothing

Blood on the streets,

Seems like they do what they feel

I’ve seen a silent man thrown in a riot van,

hands behind his back strapped tight keeps him quiet but he wasn’t ever violent,

officers scratching off their numbers so they can’t be identified or ever get

in trouble.

Please understand the struggle it’s like no where there’s the love,

how’s a kid supposed to feel when he’s always getting stopped 'cause the area

he’s from might gun you down if you run.

Shooting the stars, lock you away for nothing

Blood on the streets

Seems like they do what they feel

Shooting the stars, lock you away for nothing

Blood on the streets

Seems like they kill when they feel

And they can.

Try and lock away an individual, but they can never lock and

chain your spiritual.

Your body may be trapped but your minds never stopped and I wing all that block,

for them years all them months.

It don’t make sense when I see rapists getting sentenced less then men who rob,

to send their kids to school with food in their belly and a roof over their

head and sheets to keep them warm in their bed.

They shot an innocent man they, on the tube last year,

so tell us how we’re not supposed to fear if I get stopped and searched for the

way that I look and then charged with a crime that was never ever due.

I’ve seen my mum crying tears when they mention the year behind bars for what

the said that I did but they could never convict.

Yeah, they can kill you and get away with it.

Or take Oscar ran off a chain and while two officers hold him down,

shoot him in the back of the head like no body ever hears a sound,

yeah like no body ever hears a sound.

And two officers hold him down and shoot him in the back of the head,

like no body’s ever gonna hear a sound.

No, no, shooting the stars, lock you away for nothing

Blood on the streets

Seems like they do what they feel

Shooting the stars, lock you away for nothing

Blood on the streets

Seems like kill when they feel

Ooh ooh Ohh, yeah yeah yeah, down

Seems like they kill when they feel.