Slim Biggins - Did You Hear What They Said?, Pt. 2 Lyrics

They said we wouldn't make it
Yet we made it
Like jay said
Styles said
Sheek said
We gon make it
Yup we gots this
I'm Kickin down the door
Like big
Or pickin the locks
If they don't let us in
Like pac said
I'm locked in
Uh
But
Not jail
That ca never be me
Either way
My Mind'll remain free
I got a Skeleton key
So I ca open any door
That opportunity knocks
If not...
I'd wild out like the lox
I don't do this for props
I do this for you, me n my peeps
Since they just wanna silence us
See we dont make a peep
#Shhh
Not a word
They wanna shut us up
N shut us out
Turn us 'gainst ourselves
Hope we cancel each other out
Chrome and blak nines
In the hands of lost souls
One track minds
Wit Kill or be killed motives
We Programmed to die
Propositioned by the cops
To keep our hands high
Enslaved by the man
They bleed our land dry
Then they put us in a box
Its a plot
Instead of thinkin
We all we got"
Its His or mine
Then they turn around
And call us clowns
When we Resort to Black on black Crime
But They said we wouldnt make it past 25
Well The jokes on they
We still alive
Word ye
True words
Tha song plays
On repeat in my mind
On every birthday
So we
Pop botttles
Get high in celebration
So many fixings
Got damn we made it
Uh
My pops gone
I do this for him
Carry on tradition
Through music for him
Yo pops
We aiight
Things are gettin better too
True
But there could neva b another YOU!
We all dodged the statepen
While contemplating
Ways to get richer
This The life of made men
Trynto beat these odds
In this world of farce
They try to steer us off course...
Of course!
Still I remain
Altho it hurts
Thingsll never be da same
I Walk but never trip down Memory lane
Hay!
Yeah!
They want us to get down n play dead
So never ask me did I hear what They said
They lied
They said He reached for his gun
They said he beat em to a pulp
They said the toy gun was real
It was not they shot em up
They had the man on the ground
Still considered him a threat
For illegal cigarettes
And choked em to death
They had oscar grant cuffed
Still shot him in the back
Mike had his hands up
Still shot em til he dead
Chased remarley in his house
Kicked down his door for some weed
Thats why word to Eazy E
We scream f*ck the police!
8
Hold up
F*ck the whole system
The jury that acquit em
The judge that banged his gavel
And the lying ass witnesses
F*ck the law makers
I done read thru all the court papers
So f*ck that D.A.
Grand jury
They are all racists
Yeah!
They want us to get down n play dead
So never ask me did I hear what they said
They broke that mans spine
Man he died for no reason
Then called us animals and thugs
When we burn down the scene and
Conveniently left out
It was peaceful on the scene til
The whites called us niggas
And that car hit that teen
Huh...
Wheres our help?
We oughta burn down the precinct
And police ourselves
They pulled that sister over
Said she failed to make a signal
Set her bail at 5 stacks
Then she end up dead up in the precinct
Tried to say she killed herself
But for what?
Just a ticket?
And We suppose to buy that?
Not a chance
These crackers wicked
They say slaverys abolished
Thats a lie
Lets b honest
We wearing the Same old shoe
Nuttin new
Just some polish
They done told us some bs
This the land of the free
Then sold us sum bs
N charged us a fee
And
I cant calm down
I got a son hes only 2
My nephews only 3
You can't explain it to me
How imma explain it to them?
When we dying for free
Screaming
Hands up
Dont shoot!
I cant breathe!
They want us to get down n play dead
Soooo
Never ask me did I hear what they said
They lied!