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Lyrify.me

Justus by TGK-AFG Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

(Chorus)
Black Blood bêê runnin’ thru tha streets, shyt’s fuxk’d up
Women an’ kids in they own homes; when’s enuff, enuff?
Look an’ all they see is hate, White Devils got no love
We sufferin’ ‘cuz they ain’ no Justice, It’s Just us!
No Justice, no peace, all straight war nigga
Give a nigga a reason why I shouldn’t pull tha trigga!
Straight war nigga, gimme a fuxkin’ reason why I shouldn’t pull tha trigga!

(Verse 1)
Ain’ no justice in these streets, gotta fight fo’ what we need
I c’n start a revolution if I jus’ plant tha seed
Some nigguz straight shootas, I’mma knock ‘em out like Creed
If my people git no Justice, it’s my right to bleed!
So many black murdas at tha hands of Police
Defend’d by a race, fuel’d by hate an’ decеit
We say cease firе, an’ git no release
It’s gonna take war fo’ us to earn our peace!
Always been violent, ‘til twenty-two, I been too childish
Took a while to figga out, real nigguz stay dead-silent
Still always fought fo’ what I thought wuz righteous
So tha Lord justify when I beat slave ownas lifeless!
(Chorus)

Fightin’ fo’ my life, means I’m fightin’ fo’ theirs
My race deserves peace, we ain’ got rights to be scared
It’s been four-hunnid years trapp’d in this evil lair
We work harda than mos’, ‘cuz life ain’ fair
Taylor an’ McClain’s killas should be hang’d
Why these nigguz gotta die on camera jus’ to git fame?
Got revenge seekin’ nigguz that’re up in my gang
If you ain’ ridin’ wit’ me, then stay up in yo lane
We gotta provide fo’ we, ain’ no shame to lean on me
We gotta be here foo’ each otha, that’s. how it gotta bêê
It’s my mission to preach, up ‘til all y’all see
Follo’ me, I am tha King, y’all should kno’ jus’ who I bêê
These crackas try to rule yo mind wit’ cheap liquor
Us nigguz need to start fightin’ back wit’ vigor
I’m rigorous on tha path to equality an’ Justice
The gova’ment’s against us, so it’s just us, life sucks
‘Cuz you ain’ winnin’, ‘less you gotta million bucks
An’ all tha clowns’ wit’ cash is jus’ some dumb fuxks
Tuff luck, if you want it, make grindin’ a habit
Not easy when tha Cops don’ see our killin’s as tragic
Livin’ in Amerikkka could make a real nigga tha saddest
Stolen from Nubia, an’ brought here, jus’ like B’rer Rabbit
Just like B’rer Rabbit
It’s a habit
(Chorus)

It’s just us, tha Bible teaches an eye fo’ an eye, right?
I wanna see one dead for ev’ry1 of us dead