Shoot Back (Dear Officer) (with Tech N9ne)

(Low-born citizens.
 You have violated the anti-protest coordinates.
 We are authorized to use deadly force.
 We are authorized to use deadly force.
 You have violated the anti-protest coordinates.
 We are authorized to use deadly force)
 Once upon a time in the slums a group of people
 stood up to a corrupt system.
 And they were all slaughtered.
 So what did the next generation do? Shoot back
 To the police, what kind of beast do you have to become
 To kill a child so young, who just having some fun?
 Dear officer, would you shoot if that was your son?
 You pull us over, now we contemplating capital one
 You shoot me in my back and plant a weapon after it's done
 How much time you get for killing me? The answer is none
 You ain't from around here
 So why don't you just go back where you're from?
 Two little boys came and knocked on my door and said:
 "The police just shot your son twice in his stomach". So my
 Hey, yo, them robocops just tear-gassed a protest
 And you don't wanna fight back
 Congratulations, my nigga, you passed the hoe test
 Just another male in need of some Kotex
 You'll be fitted for the rope next
 They gon' hang you up just like coat checks
 They killed your people in front of you, what you wanna do?
 You already know what I'm gonna do, pick up a gun or two
 You picking up your sneakers like runners do,
 But where you running to?
 Ain't nowhere to hide when your own cowardice is hunting you
 Take a look at yourself, man, your mirror got the W
 You got the L, you motherfucker you
 We was sitting in church praying the Lord may forgive us
 But an agent of the puppet master was there praying with us
 Little did we know this disloyal snake was coiled on our own grass,
 Plotting on different ways he could kill us
 Then he walked to his vehicle,
 Came back and sprayed major pillars of the community
 The act wasn't lunacy
 He knew just what he was doing, true indeed
 He was carrying out a mission to kill you or me
 Mission accomplished to a tee
 Unity and all the hope it brings
 Just became a nightmare in the reflection of our broken dreams
 See, we welcomed you with open arms then you opened fire
 So it seems we can't trust a soul by no means, nah
 The enemies out here training to hold his chopper right
 Meanwhile shooting at each other, that taught us how to fight
 Damn shame we put each other under the doctor's knife
 In surgery fighting for this punk-ass shit we call our life
 We supposed to be smoking them robocops
 That'll make the big picture look better like photoshop
 I know you hope it stop, I know it's not, I'm loading shots
 In a .357 three minutes before 4 O'clock
 I know, to keep a gun in my waist, never fearing snakes
 Tears dried up on my face, my spirit aches
 Sitting here in wakes for people who irreplacable
 We get bad luck whether the mirrors breaks or not
 Imagine coming fresh out the womb
 And the system already got your name written across your tomb
 You a flower, you just wanna bloom
 Unassuming that the government's mad villains,
 Them MF'ers want your doom
 So you're disproportionally incarcerated
 After all these years, still the most hated
 To the police, what kind of beast do you have to become
 To kill a child so young, who just having some fun?
 Dear officer, would you shoot if that was your son?
 You pull us over, now we contemplating capital one
 You shoot me in my back and plant a weapon after it's done
 How much time you get for killing me? The answer is none
 You ain't from around here
 So why don't you back where you're from?
 If you ain't a rebel you ain't shit.
 If you ain't fight the love of your family,
 what the fuck are you here for?
 If you ain't gripping and grinding and building for your loved ones
 To protect them from the evil people who run this motherfucker,
 Get the fuck out of the way.
 Real niggas takin' over, baby.
 Listen to Crook.
 The cigar-smoking boss.
 Man up