Bang Bang
Oh no
My god
They shot my brother down
Oh no
My god
They got me on the ground
Trigger finger, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang [repeats]
Speak from my heart, let’s see where this’ll take me
Wrote this on filson paper, this might be my dissertation
Now let’s assess the situation
You just gon stand on my neck and we gon sit and take it
It’s a struggle from the jungle to the city pavement
Won’t see us grow, they try to kill our babies
Strip legacy, deny us information
Kunta was Toby, baby
I come before you, I am royal
I control the nations
We worth more money to em if we’re locked inside a prison
I want to free em and exile em like Assata did em
Fill villages with malt liquor, fried chicken
Loads of lead in the soil, they wonder why we’re killin
Oh no
My god
They shot my brother down
Oh no
My god
They got me on the ground
Trigger finger, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang [repeats]
I war for you
You war for me
Baby we been brothers
Ain’t nothin fair about your skin color
Don’t duck your head for the incoming
Off the slave coast I feel a gust of wind comin
We fitna get in somethin
Where would we be if Jesus swung back
I mean, think about it
What would we wear around our numb necks
Well Ima tell you where it’s fitna go
Put the fate of the world in the hands of the children of the indigo
Who’d rather push up a daisy then push your envelope
They been tryin to bury our vision ever since Interscope
I speak it from the inner most
I N I, no individuals
After full moons they fill new skies with trails of chemicals
Oh no
My god
They shot my brother down
Oh no
My god
They got me on the ground
Trigger finger, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang [repeats]
They say only cats got nine lives so I look in my hands
Lord if this gun holds nine tries then this ground I’m gon stand
Trigger finger, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang [repeats]
Oh no
My god
They shot my brother down
Oh no
My god
They got me on the ground
Trigger finger, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang [repeats]