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blood on the streets - marley brooker lyrics

[intro: eric garner (+ marley brooker)]
i’m minding my business please just leave me alone
i told you the last time please just me alone
please don’t touch me, don’t touch me
[hold up, hold up, hold up] (blood on the streets)
now listen do not touch me [explicative beep]
don’t touch me [explicative beep]
(to police) get off me
(to police)
[d-mn….]
(blood on the streets)

[hook: marley brooker]
i seen too much blood on the streets
from black on black
to police
it don’t matter if n-ggas coonin
or crackas in sheets
i seen enough if i don’t speak now
forever hold peace

do u hear me elites?
do u hear we elite?
do u feel us in these streets?
until they fix em f-ck police!

[verse 1: marley brooker]
ridin round wit my cl1ck
blacked out u bigots can’t tell me sh-t
no smart phones
so f-ck the stingrays
and the fusion centers
on our d-cks
the const-tution
don’t mean sh-t to them
they spying on my cl1ck
u don’t have to ask me
ask the nsa
they know we real we is
they spending all this f-ckin money
tryin to tame after they k!ll
the executive branch feel like it
sign more executive bills (orders)
u ain’t heard factions divided
why them bankers keep on dying?
why they feed us all the bullsh-t
and the sheep just keep on buying?

[hook]
i seen too much blood on the streets
from black on black
to police
it don’t matter if n-ggas coonin
or crackas in sheets
i seen enough if i don’t speak now
forever hold peace
i seen too much blood on the streets
from black on black
to police
it don’t matter if n-ggas coonin
or crackas in sheets
i seen enough if i don’t speak now
forever hold peace

do ya hear me elite?

[verse 2: marley brooker]
it’s so much real y’all been sleep on
while caught up while in the matrix
they prolly use mike brown for ploy
misdirection fueled hatred
bush or barack?
who they answer to?
agendas pre-dated
the federal reserve
key to the powers
that must be stated
u go against the central banks
and be obliviated
ask khadafi or sadam
as prior ill-strated
they f-ck wit’chu
then they send u a bomb
they shoot n-ggas
dead in the streets
and ask how come we can’t all get along
i… can’t…. breathe…

[outro: witness]

- marley brooker lyrics

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