man i'm bout to take a break, i been on my watchdogs shyt like 4 days straight with barely food to eat... imma leave the thread for a few hours with this verse from Killer Mike
Cops in the ghetto they move like the gestapo
Drunk off their power and greed, they often hostile
My little homie talked shyt back and they beat him bad
That boy in the hospital now he's lookin' bad
And I'm with his momma and dad they lookin' sad
My own mama called me said "Baby I'm just glad
The ain't put they hands on my child and kill his ass
Please don't rap about that before they murder your black ass!"
It's drones over Brooklyn, you blink you could get tooken
And now you're understanding the definition of "Crooklyn"
Pigs on parade but bacon fryin' and cookin;
Cause kids tired of dying and walkin' round like they shooken'
Cause smoke sour to deal with the paranoia
That they charge by the hour, can't hire the Jewish lawyer
Cause if you ain't Jigga or Puff you doin' time
And even then you might get 10, word to Shyne