maahes. - Usual Suspect

Hands up, hands up, hands up
Nigga freeze
Put ya hands up, put ya hands up, put ya hands up,
Nigga freeze
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Nigga freeze
Put ya hands up, put ya hands up, put ya hands up,
Nigga freeze
This for all my niggas rocking hoodies who get shot for skittles
Cops whose cock is little cocking back to hit ya momma in her middle chakra
We tried preaching choir now we singing opera
Praise to Holy Fathers, Allahs, and Buddhas
Cleanse soul as we chug kombucha
Cool cat without a home
Can I kick it on your futon
I miss the good times where we could laugh and joke
Til our lungs explode screaming dy-no-mite
Better tell these niggas find the time
I ain't reached my final form
Politicians fuck us like they filming porn
We begging them to stop they just hear it like we beg for more
How you begging for a change but you ain't bred for war
Think you any different remind you that nothing more
Put you face down on the floor
Grip a Smith & Wesson aim the irons at your core
Shouting put ya hands up
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Nigga freeze
Put ya hands up, put ya hands up, put ya hands up,
Nigga freeze
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Nigga freeze
Put ya hands up, put ya hands up, put ya hands up,
Nigga freeze
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Nigga freeze
Put ya hands up, put ya hands up, put ya hands up,
Nigga freeze
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Nigga
Put ya hands up, put ya hands up, put ya hands up,
Nigga
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Nigga
Put ya hands up, put ya hands up, put ya hands up,
Nigga
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Nigga
Put ya hands up, put ya hands up, put ya hands up,
Nigga

Written by:
Nyjel Turner

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