Kill the Violence

Killing for less, you gotta dig, you’ve gotta time
And I reminisce, yeah
We gotta kill all the murder and violence
We gotta stop all the killings (Yeah)
We gotta kill all the murder and violence
We gotta stop all the killings (Yeah)
And kill it beneath
We got a ten
We gotta change
'Fore we are the next
We gotta kill all the murder and violence
We gotta stop all the killings (Yeah)
We gotta kill all the murder and violence
We gotta stop all the killings (Yeah)
And kill it beneath
We got a ten
We gotta change
'Fore we are the next
And I’m tired of these killings (Yeah)
Tired of so many murders
Tired of the jungles killing us by
Tired of these guns, yeah
Tired of these toasters
Tired of the jeans get killed by
And everybody told my tell, yeah
Everybody told my chariot
Ship that also faded got too stress and too much pain, yeah
Don’t want us as slaves, yeah
Please, save us from gang, yeah
Don’t want us catch a pain, so be slaves, yeah
Jimmy called a party in a home that got just rolled up
Everybody finna go cry and then, all of us got with chains, yeah
Loose gon' pray the different prayer
Tell 'em all the sanctionary
Strip off the resources, now tell me how you resonate
I’m promoting walking, yeah
Selling and praying down on awful
On the smoke left on the coffin
And it says how it sticks with struggles, got a chain, yeah
gotta pull up with his face, yeah
We gotta kill all the murder and violence
We gotta stop all the killings (Yeah)
We gotta kill all the murder and violence
We gotta stop all the killings (Yeah)
And kill it beneath
We got a ten
We gotta change
'Fore we are the next
We gotta kill all the murder and violence
We gotta stop all the killings (Yeah)
We gotta kill all the murder and violence
We gotta stop all the killings (Yeah)
And kill it beneath
We got a ten
We gotta change
'Fore we are the next
Remember? They told us that we would be nothing
Pain in the streets like all in the pool
Living and selling, how you gotta cope with?
All of these things, you’ll never win us
Uh, yeah, and everything holler
And the mother from the schools 'til the days of summer
I told the teachers: «Gotta teach you, gotta taste some»
Tell us: «Make it, but don’t own it»; tell us: «Peace us!»
Yeah, yeah, I got a program
Yeah, yeah, we gon' fight 'em
Yeah, yeah, and they gon' rob it
Yeah, yeah, we gon' fight 'em, yeah
Give me Jesus, ain’t gotta choice in me
Jesus, ain’t gotta choice in me
Jesus, ain’t gotta choice
I just want to pray to amen the hell stuff
I gave 'em pay, they gave me peace, and gave my Lord against the violence, uh
Hey, y’all
This is what we need to move forward guns
We gotta be back of chasing for these guns, man
I only know somewhere out in the streets, bruh
21 years-old, man, stay on ace, just is like to realize to live a life and
drive a car and need a from a gun, though
No more poles at the trade shows, man
We need more opportunities out here, so we could all get eat and get more money
and bread, bro
And I won’t stop 'til you understand that it’s your brother, man
Why do you ever pull up on somebody?
Gotta understand, but it’s your though, man, it ain’t your half
We all have time to take the L’s, how many we’ll go, how many we’re gon' take,
bruh?
I’ll make you my enemy, we all 'bout to take the L’s!
Treat like slaves each other and put poor against each other
Man,, we gotta get swollen of it, we gotta keep smothering it!
How you gonna pull up on someone that lives what you live?
Dressed how you dress? Play football while you play football and mama at the
school with your mama?
Same color of skin, same struggles and life?
And not command the shoes, bruh!
Why are you killing? Why you are?