[Intro]

I guess body cameras and GoPros can stop the po pos
They put Eric in a choke hold until his throat closed
They left Mike up in the street you shoulda seen the photos
So many self serving laws. Who the hell wrote those?

[Verse 1: 3D Na'Tee]

I guess we all resemble threats
Back then it was a noose around our necks
Now it's a mental noose from the few you choose to protect
And I picture we next
They rather see you up in bars before the see you up in Forbes
They kill and get an applause
Instead of indictments
And I can't just blame it on them white men
Cause if we dont give a fuck, then FUCK, we acting just like them
But then again we know
That there's a few who join the force so they can serve their ego
And do not serve the people
So they treat us like fecal matter
Like we dont matter
Then consider us just data
Not human, just fucking data
I pledge allegiance like them so what's the difference?
Is it my nappy hair or it's my pigment?
Fuck am I missing?
We was taught and conditioned that we ought to be prisoned
And although we were born in this country there's a division
4th grade Officer Friendly visited schools
Years later they gunning down kids that I knew
And all my peers rapping bout their Audemars and shoes
All you fucking negus fools they using us like tools
To keep the sheeple amused
Just take a peep at my views
Black with a case of blues that ain't even making the news
[Hook: 3D Na'Tee]

Tell me who can I run to? (tell me who, tell me who)
Tell me who can I run to? (tell me who, tell me who)
How they gonna protect us when they dont even respect us
Tell me who can we run to? (tell me who, tell me who)
Tell me who can we run to? (tell me who, tell me who)
How they gonna protect us when they dont even respect us

[Verse 2: 3D Na'Tee]

I'm here to negate the fact the only way a black
Could make their paper stack is making crack
Though I did that let's take it back
Before oppressed people we were blessed people
Then we came here and got treated like less equal
So we chose the less evil
Your religion, we adapted it
Waited on you hand and foot and still we got your ass to kiss
That type of passiveness will turn you to a masochist
My grandma used to clean up for this white rich lavish chick
Saving all her life, she 86 and still ain't half as rich
At the age of 6, made me imagine if
When I get grown
Will I have to abort my dream to clean a white lady's home
Make me ignore a life of my own
But these days I know better
It ain't bout the skin, it's bout the hatred that you harboring within
You not better than me, I'm not better than you
And when you take your last breath
They gonna bury you too, act like you knew
[Hook: 3D Na'Tee]

Tell me who can I run to? (tell me who, tell me who)
Tell me who can I run to? (tell me who, tell me who)
How they gonna protect us when they dont even respect us
Tell me who can we run to? (tell me who, tell me who)
Tell me who can we run to? (tell me who, tell me who)
How they gonna protect us when they dont even respect us