F.U.1.2.

We hear you

We see you

We mourn you

We'll fight with you

We'll die with you

One Two Three Four!

Another black man dead

Shot in the head

While his killer is free

Tucked in his bed

Corrupt boys in blue

Don't think just shoot

Because they ain't got nothin lose

Dont shoot! Dont shoot!

Not all cops are bad

But they chose their profession

Workin for a system ran by oppression

White supremacy and fear

By his badge he's saved

Still getting paid

While the family's cryin' over graves

You're blue flag still waves

Innocent man cuffed on the street

Knee in his neck screaming I can't breath

While the pigs lurk like nothins wrong

When can we stop writing these songs

Take to the street

for the ones who can't

Raise your voice

and take a stand

His name was George

His name was Amaud

His name was Trayvon

They were unarmed

We'll scream their names

They won't die in vain

Til the murderers are

In shackles and chains