Black Hoodie

All these people out here trippin' off of police brutality

Like this shit is somethin' new, gimme a fuckin' break

I been talkin' about this shit for over twenty years

And now you can kill a motherfucker

Just because of how he's dressed?

Are you fuckin' serious?

Got on my black hoodie, its hood up on my head

I didn't have a gun, so why am I dead?

You didn't have to shoot me, and that's a known fact

And now I'm layin' face down with bullets in my back

Got on my black hoodie, its hood up on my head

I didn't have a gun, so why am I dead?

You didn't have to shoot me, and that's a known fact

And now I'm layin' face down with bullets in my back

This is how it happened

Out late night, just chillin' with my clique

No one had a gun, everyone's legit

One of my boys was drunk, I'm talkin' toeback

He could barely talk off that cognac

Then the cops roll up, I don't know why he ran

Maybe traffic warrants, I still don't understand

That motherfucker's crazy, the homies laugh

He mighta got a block, and then we heard shots

The fuckin' cops shot him

Yo, our ****'s dead

They hit him twice in the back, once in the head and leg

We all went crazy on that pig shit

They ain't need us, they meant business

They didn't have to shoot him

He didn't have a gun

What they're gonna say is

"Why the fuck he run"

We can't be seein' this

I'm like, "What the fuck!?"

My man's layin' dead, they're still cuffin' him up

You motherfuckers

Call the fuckin' paramedics, man

My man's not breathin', man

What the fuck's the matter with you, man?

Ah, shit

Got on my black hoodie, its hood up on my head

I didn't have a gun, so why am I dead?

You didn't have to shoot me, and that's a known fact

And now I'm layin' face down with bullets in my back

Got on my black hoodie, its hood up on my head

I didn't have a gun, so why am I dead?

You didn't have to shoot me, and that's a known fact

And now I'm layin' face down with bullets in my back

Whoop whoop

That's the sound of the police

...that's the sound on the streets

Whoop whoop

That's the sound of the police

...that's the sound on the streets

Whoop whoop

That's the sound of the police

...that's the sound on the streets

Now is our day in court, we gotta have hope

Maybe some justice, someone got it on video

They say he do somethin', he used to gang bang

They made my homie look like fuckin' shit on everything

Had on a black hoodie, that's all it took

D.A. portrayed you as a dirty fuckin' street crook

They let the cops off, nobody fuckin' marched

Nobody had a clue, this never made the news

Whoop whoop

That's the sound of the police

...that's the sound on the streets

Whoop whoop

That's the sound of the police

...that's the sound on the streets

Whoop whoop

That's the sound of the police

...that's the sound on the streets

Whoop whoop

That's the sound of the police

...that's the sound on the streets

Got on my black hoodie

Got on my black hoodie

Got on my black hoodie