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    As a Black person in America
    When you see the police
    Say a little prayer to the Shepherd
    Who let Wolves guard the Sheep?

    Who Police the Police
    (Who Police the Police)
    Who Police the Police
    (Who Police the Police)
    Who Police the Police
    (Who Police the them)
    When they get out of line ­

    Are they gon’ have to kill somebody
    To get this revolutionary started

    It's been a while since the KluKlux
    Looked like the KluKlux
    You ain't gotta glue clues
    As common as glucose
    To glimpse them a blue cloak
    Welcome to America
    The new coke
    A cola coated with a bit a codeine
    Cope with or decode it
    Children of the corner
    Get no dosage from the club
    Club full of killers
    Killing Cubs just because
    Color is a credible cause
    To make the bird caw
    Incredible cost to a mother
    To get that cursed call
    That's a curb stomp to her
    Confidence
    That's as common as condiments
    That's the kind of incompetence
    That'll conjure a conflict
    We're at war with security
    After we built the company
    Yebo

    Who Police the Police
    (Who Police the Police)
    Who Police the Police
    (Who Police the Police)
    Who Police the Police
    (Who Police the them)
    When they get out of line

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    Are they gon’ have to kill somebody
    To get this revolutionary started

    Welcome to the gauntlet
    We're in the middle of
    Criminals and Convicts
    What's a convict
    To a criminal, sanctioned by the law, paid by the General?
    Or even worse, who do you call
    When you're food for the law
    When you're Garner and the concrete
    Is intruding your jaw
    How you shoot for the stars
    When peace officers are shooting at yours
    How many more Malcolm Littles
    Shot or Behind bars
    While the Malcolm in the Middle’s
    Get a shot at the bar
    Part of the reason why we throw so many shots at the bar
    Pardon my reaching, when you shot me
    I was getting my wallet
    Pardon my screaming
    But you take too many shots in the dark
    Pardon my screaming but
    Talking over your Glock is impossible
    This is how it sounds when your skin starts biting you
    This is how it feels when your skin stars eating you
    This is a problem
    Not a black problem
    This is a problem
    Not a black problem
    This is a problem
    Not a black problem

    Who Police the Police
    (Who Police the Police)
    Who Police the Police
    (Who Police the Police)
    Who Police the Police
    (Who Police the them)
    When they get out of line

    Are they gon’ have to kill somebody To get this revolutionary started

    They don’t have to kill
    They don’t, They don’t have to kill
    They don’t have to kill
    They don’t, They don’t have to kill
    They don’t have to kill

    Eric Garner
    Dontre Hamilton
    John Crawford III
    Michael Brown Jr
    Ezell Ford
    Dante Parker
    Tanesha Anderson
    Akai Gurley
    Bettie Jones

    When you see the police
    Say a little prayer to the Shepherd, Who let Wolves guard the Sheep

    Emmett Till

    YEBO

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    Composición: Kamau

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