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hands up not enough - propr lee lyrics

[intro]
yea, yea, yea
da da da da da, yea
hands up not enough
handcuffed in a rush
slammed up f*cking rough
uh, somebody got a chip on they shoulders
yea, yea, yea
somebody got a chip on they shoulders, don’t it
yea yea yea
prop

[verse 1]
yea
went through it but i learn some (yea)
came out with a new head like my perm’s done (yea)
why they talking to me like i’m not a person (yea)
i’m the worst one
‘cause if i murk something all h*ll break loose (break loose)
‘cause i’m black i attract, and i make news (yea)
blat, blat, in yo’ back, we said don’t move (don’t move)
knapsack full of crack ‘til you look through it
oh, you thought that was a strap
that’s my phone stupid
go on prove call yo’ back up (call ‘em)
oh, that badge make yo’ ass think you that tough
hoe sh*t, i get the feeling in high school yo’ ass was roasted
academy graduate and sadly you don’t know sh*t (dumb ass)
that’s not the law my man
kinda appalled that you would call and get like four, five vans
just for me (f*ck ‘em)
oh, i see we can’t this discuss this
i’m disgusted ‘cause there ain’t no justice
n*gga f*ck yo’ job
[chrous]
screaming put your hands up (hands up)
screaming do not stand up (someone)
never understand us (help me)
somebody got a chip on they shoulders
hands up not enough (hands up)
handcuffed in a rush (someone)
slammed up f*cking rough (help me)
somebody got a chip on they shoulders

[verse 2]
stay woke
pray that you make it home
‘cause it’s cold and we don’t ever really know (we don’t)
and when you got the ops and the cops taking shots at yo’ dome
man, the block’s not a place to be alone (yea)
real talk, real sh*t (real sh*t)
n*ggas die every day and its real quick (real quick)
mothers cry from the pain and they still sick
how you shoot a person reaching for his license (how you do it)
how you not understand that every life is priceless (priceless)
someone would of went to jail if them was white kids (for real)
but they don’t like us, so they rather leave us lifeless (yea)
and beat us down when we stand up
literally try to belittle us if we man up
uh, but don’t mind me
as you stand only involved from what yo’ phone might see
broken bones and my soul might bleed
overthrown by sheet and not breathing
but still wheezing f*ck yo’ job
[chrous]
screaming put your hands up (hands up)
screaming do not stand up (someone)
never understand us (help me)
somebody got a chip on they shoulders
hands up not enough (hands up)
handcuffed in a rush (someone)
slammed up f*cking rough (help me)
somebody got a chip on they shoulders

- propr lee lyrics

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