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Ryan Caraveo

Might Murder Me

 

Might Murder Me


Seattle representative
King County resident
I don't talk to Police here
I don't vote for Presidents
I don't let 'em see the real me
Unless I let 'em in
Got the Presidential tint
Just to set the precedent
Embezzlement, fraud, fraud
Murder, murder, all I see
Every motherfucking day
It's another R.I.P
They don't have solutions though
They just have apologies
Officer was scared
And he was sticking
To his policies
Sticking to his guns
Unless you have the funds
You a victim if you stay
You a victim if you run
Good cop, bad cop
The difference is none
If you sitting there in silence
While they're frisking him for fun
We triple up the dopes
When we take drugs
Cause it's a fucked up world
To escape from
And the colder it gets
The higher we go
Until we high as you
Sitting on your pile of doe
Smile and go, pass the cops
With both hands on the wheel
Terrified of a traffic stop

Cause they blasting shots
Just for breathing wrong
Shit they might murder me
Just for singing this song

Said they might murder me
Just for singing this song
...

Every cop has got a body cam
And they still catching bodies, damn
See grown pigs, popping little kids
And they worry 'bout us popping xans
Pop, pop
Now we coughing for some oxygen
Broken tail light
Now she'll never see
Her pops again
When there's a problem
Don't nobody wanna talk to feds
Cause they the ones
That are keeping empty coffins fed
It should be all lives matter
But black lives get targeted the most
No it ain't the same
It ain't marginally close
If you wanna make a change
You should argue with your folks
You should argue with your Brother
You should argue with your Mama
If she disagree
Before you end up
On the wrong side of history
Of by standers who live by standards
That the Grandaddies Grandad created
Never take a stand
Cause you just can't stand to be hated
It's time you abandoned the dated
Ways of thinking
Cause it has to stop
Could of been your little brother
At that traffic stop

When they blasting shots
Just for breathing wrong
Shit they might murder me
Just for singing this song

Cause they blasting shots
Just for breathing wrong
Shit they might murder me
Just for singing this song

Said they might murder me
Just for singing this song
...

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