12 by Vee Miyagi Lyrics

[Hook 2x]
We don't do the chitter-chat
Go tit for tat
Man you know that boy was innocent
Shot him in his back (hat)
Buncha bitches
Aye, it's fuck your flag
And fuck your badge
Buncha bitches
Aye, it's fuck your badge
And fuck your flag
Buncha bitches

[Verse]
What's up, bitch?
I got your number
So, whats poppin', pussy?
On the edge, I dare you, push me
Boy, we not for woofing
Fucking hound
Imma hunt you down, I don't fuck around
Since you the king, imma put a round in your fucking crown
Tie my noose better, hope it's tight, 'cause imma break the tree
To break the chain, we gotta take the streets
So, momma pray for me
What else can you say to me, to numb the pain of slavery?
The wounds still aching in this 40 acre vacancy
The Dollar's still cotton
My hope still rotten
Mike Brown
Still shot 'em, a million more still forgotten
They don't give a fuck about us
We don't give a fuck about us
And too many of us doubt us in this struggle for the power
[Hook 2x]
We don't do the chitter-chat
Go tit for tat
Man you know that boy was innocent
Shot him in his back (hat)
Buncha bitches
Aye, it's fuck your flag
And fuck your badge
Buncha bitches
Aye, it's fuck your badge
And fuck your flag
Buncha bitches