Rashad Sun - Getaway (With Murder)

Put your hands up in this bitch
This is poetry for anybody that ever gets stopped by the pigs
Police In Graves
Cause they're mental death using they're power to shoot dead anybody they see as a threat
Well not anybody
Just every Black Man
In every Black hood
& every black should
Learn the first rule of engagement
Don't say shit!
Roll all your windows down
Place your hands on the steering wheel
& if you're walking down the street... yield
Keep still
Cause any sudden move
Could prove
That you placing yourself at risk
Of being massed
Choked
Shot
Or Killed
Or, all of thee above
All of thee above is actually fact
Ask Eric Garner
Oh, you can't!
Ask Michael Brown Jr
Oh, you can't!
Ask Amadou Diallo
Oh, you can't!
I should say that shit 41 times!
But, I can't...
Phathom the thought
Or gather my thoughts around being possibly murdered
By the ones that is suppose to protect my well being
If you was sent here to protect us, then
Who protects us from the aim of your infrared beams
Ask Fred Hampton, the Black Panthers
They even had a sting on Dr. King
The 12 years of life of Tamir Rice
Yall remember Phillip Pannell?
Well I do
He was only 16 when Teaneck Police thought running away was a reason to shoot him the back
And, the medical examiner lied & said he was shot because he was tryna shoot back
Well you can't shoot back if you got nothing to shoot back
Tell Larry Davis he didn't have a reason to shoot back
If I shoot you that's another Black on Black funeral
If they shoot you that's just another paid leave away from work
In the regular world we call that shit vacation
There's a civil disturbance at the local police station
Cause we want the Chief & Sergeant to give us an explanation
We ain't Niggers on the plantation
We ain't accepting your misinformation
Before Lauyrn Hill was Mis-educated
So was Carter G. Woodson
Before Cosby was deemed Ungodly
Yall was still eating Chocolate Jell-O pudding
Did y'all find it ironic that he was only the spokesman for Chocolate Jell-O pudding?
Pardon self
These cops is like Gorillas
Nah, these cops are like Killers
Not all cops are bad cops
There's some good cops, I heard ya
But, if there's good cops that knows bad cops & ain't doing nothing about it, then ya'll look familiar
The same damn thing
The same damn pigs dressed in blue
Looking at you as a you know what, until & show and prove
Don't move
You have the right to remain violent
I have no choice but to remain silent
Cause a dead man cant speak
And a Grand Jury won't indite
So their attitudes about black lives is on fleek... so to speak
Black lives matter
Matter of fact
For every murder committed
They get away with it!

Written by:
Rayvon Wilson

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