This seems like another appropriate thread for some music:
(We got the right to bear arms, but…)
Shoot the cops
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Take your cameras out ya pockets people,
Shoot the cops,
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Take your cameras out ya pockets people
If they wanna shoot at us, got a right to shoot 'em up
They shoot us in the back but they say it’s from the front
You’re warned, even if you aren’t armed,
They will find an excuse to do you harm if they think you out of line
In every city’s urban jurisdiction you will find
Some people making livings that are creeping from behind
And even if behavin’ most the time man they know
If an officer to blame they need to let it go (let it go, let it go)
With a family at home, a mortgage to support
In times where it’s hella hard as fuck to find a job
If you wanna keep yours you better not inform
Don’t wanna be the side the wrong side of the law
But guess what, the people got a weapon of their own
The lens and a shutter built into a mobile phone
Evidence admissible in court
even more documented cases of what’s been goin’ on
Shoot the cops
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Take your cameras out ya pockets people,
Shoot the cops,
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Take your cameras out ya pockets people
I hear 'em saying that this shit don’t ever happen in Seattle
And if it does it’s really just a couple bad apples
But if you’re keepin’ count you will see
This shit is not the apple, it’s the tree, it’s rotten underneath
O’ say can you see, no way that it’s true
They don’t wanna see another South Central '92 or Seattle '99
Even if it happens what they sayin’ on the news
Bad people mad justifyin’ the abuse
And youth, especially the ones with darker features bein’ targeted to boot
And true, some people can’t handle the truth
Now keep that feelin’ in mind when you pull that camera out and ask a pig to smile at you
I ain’t talkin one, I’m talkin three or four or five
What you so afraid of if you ain’t committin’ crime?
We are merely doin’ what a citizen should do
Better act right if I were you the world is watchin’ you.
We gotta shoot the cops
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Take your cameras out ya pockets people,
Shoot the cops,
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Sh-sh-shoot the cops
Take your cameras out ya pockets people
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And from the same band:
Now, it’s the opening salvo
Where poets scope the people like Mohammad and Malvo
A sample of the battle we waged against an animal
Made to snuff us out like the wick of a candle
And all the youth dressed in camo, we’re ready to handle
And no this war was not scripted, can’t change the channel
We canceling all subscriptions, this is the last issue
When the casket’s closed can’t take the cash with you
No post-mortem residuals
We individuals who
Indivisible become the most invincible
But that is not the issue at hand
We demand the simple right to question y’all people
Where the fuck is freedom at?
It’s all we ask but instead we get our asses
Assassinated fast
If they catch you talking trash
Then the first shall be last
It’s time to prepare
Black clouds, sky falling, put a hand in the air
And my people building monuments to weather the flood
I’m a leave how I came screaming covered in blood
Died once born twice both times we knuckled up
Alongside our people we gonna struggle with love
So struggle with love, struggle with love, struggle with love
Now this here’s for those who choose fights whose fruits might
Never not ripen until after they life
It’s not right how they martyr our leaders and target our children
Disrespect the sisters and wonder why we militant
Peace to my third world equivalent
Even if I can’t fight beside you
I write what I can
To get our fam in other lands to understand your pain
Cause your beef is mine and we one and the same
And I know about this privilege
But if you’re from where I’m from
Then you know a bigger burden comes with it
And that’s what I carry when you see me on a hustle
I’m talking as a walking document of our struggle
Kasamas hold me down and remember that I love you
And Johnny hold your head up if they ever take me from you
And please tell him that I tried, don’t cry
Cause no matter where you are, our struggle’s near by
And my people building monuments to weather the flood
I’m a leave how I came screaming covered in blood
Died once born twice both times we knuckled up
Alongside our people we gonna struggle with love
So struggle with love, struggle with love, struggle with love
Right now I want to thank God for being me
My soul won’t rest until the colony is free
1896 revolution incomplete
Silence is defeat my solution is to speak
Resurrect a legacy of martyrs I beseech
Time to choose a side it’s the mighty vs. the meek
My big brother Free brought the word from the East
We’re the bullet in the middle of the belly of the beast
Hey