Hands Up - Uncle Murda, Maino, JAY WATTS

I spit that shit the streets got to feel

For Mike Brown and Sean Bell, a cop got to get killed

Cause I’m black, police think they got the right to shoot me

No jail for them, their punishment is desk duty

They’re either killing us or throwing us in the cage

Martin Luther King is rolling over in his grave

(What happened to the dream?) Time to start killing these coppers

If Malcolm X was alive, he’ll be next to me with them choppers

(At the window) By any means necessary, let’s make 'em respect us

These cocksuckers supposed to protect us

Killing unarmed black men, making mothers holler

And this who the government paying with our tax dollars

All these unjustified shootings

Then they call us animals when we start looting

Those kids ain’t had no gun and the police knew it

Jay need to talk to Obama or let me do it

My hands up

(Yeah) Gonna feel like they just don’t understand us

(They don’t) Got to stay strong, hold on, keep our heads up

(You heard) Officer please don’t shoot cause my hands up

My hands up, my hands up

Look how they do us, they’re gunning us down

Black males on the menu, they’re hunting us down

Put your foot inside my shoes, been running for miles

Who can we call, we alone, who holding us down (nobody)

My lil' homie told me he ready to riot

Ferguson was on his mind, he ready to fire

Staring at a cop who got death in his eyes

He want to kill me, I can tell, so my hands in the sky

I’m stressing so I’m grabbing my mac 11

Told my mamma I’m a end up on Channel 11

Leaving in a box or they’ll take me away

Put away my Glock and I bought me a K

Black boys running from white cops

Who are they to determine just if our life stops

Please your honor, tell me if I’m a goner

«I can’t breath, they’re choking me», words from Eric Garner

You know this shit just ain’t right

My son ask me this morning, «Daddy, we safe, right?»

(No)

How the fuck I will tell him we ain’t got the same rights

They put our babies in coffins, this shit just ain’t life

They don’t even read us our rights (my hands up)

They don’t got to pay for taking a life (my hands up)

It’s like, even if they’re wrong, they’re right (my hands up

My hands up, my hands up)