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点击复制Freddie Gibbs：
Dammit yeah
Make me wanna grab my fully automatic
Pull 'em let them have it yeah
They won't be happy 'til they see me hangin' from the branches
I'm pushin' product that's a product of my circumstance
They wanna take me out the game my mind ain't takin' chances
They're violatin' me that violence that's the only answer
I might just catch a KKK take that cracker for ransom
Swizz Beatz/Freddie Gibbs：
We want justice dammit
Dammit
Dammit
Dammit
We want justice dammit
Dammit
Dammit
Dammit
We want justice dammit
Shoota93：
Go ahead burn your crosses
Let's go
No remorse if he tie you to that ship right now burn you
'Round here here we shoot back earn your corpses
White justice equal Black grief f**k that court s**t
I appeal to none of these laws they weren't made for us
Took us from our land there's kings and made slaves of us
Keep killin' our people then wonder why enragin' us
Keep killin' our people they swear they have no hate for us
Some men protest March some men bend knee
Men like myself they smoke like the chimney
Frontline in play then pray God forgive me
I don't need forgiveness God was there with me
All we want is our just due this much true
When this line was built our hands were callous and cut too
Lookin' at the stats I've done supplied enough proof
If you're not feelin' that vibe p***y it's f**k you
Swizz Beatz/Freddie Gibbs：
Dammit
Dammit
Dammit
We want justice dammit
Dammit
Dammit
Dammit
We want justice dammit
Dammit
Freddie Gibbs：
Soul of a slave hangin' from the branches
I saw my momma and my granny crying to the pastor
I'm on some Nat Turner s**t I gotta kill the master
That blue space coupe like I work the Nets
I took this s**t from Carolina parked to Calabasas
Smokin' a billi gotta watch it when I'm dumpin' ashes
F**k the police just blew a cloud when I'm ridin' pass 'em
Tik-Toks and the blick' tucked
Get your a*s picked off do you wanna dance with the murder man
Whip talk like I make a brick walk
Get your body sent off if you lookin' for me come to murder land
I guess I gotta my justice in my own hands
Yeah
The fifty for the .36 that's a grown man
At three fifths they ain't treat me like a whole man
I'm just a lone soul lookin' for a homeland
Swizz Beatz/Freddie Gibbs：
When will all the hate stop
Hate stop hate stop
Dammit
Dammit
Dammit
We want justice dammit
Dammit
Dammit
Dammit
We want justice dammit