Uncle Murda - Hands Up Lyrics
Uncle Murda - Hands Up Lyrics
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 f*ck 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)
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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 f*ck 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)
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 f*ck 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)