[00:00.405]You know Bluey had to cook this up
[00:06.308]Karltin!
[00:09.025]We just want justice from cops that just don't trust us
[00:20.101]B!tchpolice,we ain't really ****in' with no b!tchpolice
[00:25.665]And if you don't like it, you can sit on these
[00:29.009]Know a better way to keep my wrist on freeze
[00:31.830]And they just profilin' from skin color to cloth stylin'
[00:38.857]And they just throw sirens and hope that we go silent
[00:44.708]And if you don't, then they show violence
[00:48.131]And there's another brother in a wooden box
[00:50.612]Layed out in dress clothes
[00:53.930]Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
[00:57.587]Every time I turn around
[00:59.860]I turn around, there's another brother in a wooden box
[01:03.360]Layed out in dress clothes
[01:06.599]Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
[01:10.047]Every time I turn around
[01:12.529]I see another mother's mascara rainin' down
[01:26.322]And we just want justice from cops that just won't bust us
[01:35.517]B!tchpolice, we ain't sayin' nothin' to the b!tchpolice
[01:41.107]Snitchin' where I'm coming from will get you pieced
[01:44.346]We ain't doin' nothing, why must I freeze?
[01:47.611]If you wanna search me, you can frisk on these
[01:50.798]You just profilin', yeah
[01:54.220]You just pro-violence but there'll be no silence
[01:59.366]Are you blinded by your views? You can throw sirens
[02:02.736]See me on the news, there'll be no violence
[02:06.028]Just another brother in a wooden box
[02:09.868]Layed out in dress clothes
[02:13.107]Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
[02:16.294]Every time I turn around
[02:18.828]I turn around, it's another brother in a wooden box
[02:22.302]Layed out in dress clothes
[02:25.724]Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
[02:28.571]Every time I turn around
[02:31.393]I see another mother's mascara rainin' down
[02:36.591]Every time I turn around, mhm

You know Bluey had to cook this up
Karltin!
We just want justice from cops that just don't trust us
B!tchpolice,we ain't really ****in' with no b!tchpolice
And if you don't like it, you can sit on these
Know a better way to keep my wrist on freeze
And they just profilin' from skin color to cloth stylin'
And they just throw sirens and hope that we go silent
And if you don't, then they show violence
And there's another brother in a wooden box
Layed out in dress clothes
Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
Every time I turn around
I turn around, there's another brother in a wooden box
Layed out in dress clothes
Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
Every time I turn around
I see another mother's mascara rainin' down
And we just want justice from cops that just won't bust us
B!tchpolice, we ain't sayin' nothin' to the b!tchpolice
Snitchin' where I'm coming from will get you pieced
We ain't doin' nothing, why must I freeze?
If you wanna search me, you can frisk on these
You just profilin', yeah
You just pro-violence but there'll be no silence
Are you blinded by your views? You can throw sirens
See me on the news, there'll be no violence
Just another brother in a wooden box
Layed out in dress clothes
Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
Every time I turn around
I turn around, it's another brother in a wooden box
Layed out in dress clothes
Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
Every time I turn around
I see another mother's mascara rainin' down
Every time I turn around, mhm