Report to the Mist

Lyrics

[Intro: Briggs & Trials] Again and again, again and again You know they're killing us, right? Gorillas, gorillas, report to the mist [Chorus: Briggs & Trials] We got a team with us, you thought we were the good ones Stepping on our side, that's where you put a foot wrong Roll call, report for duty Roll call, report for duty We got a team with us, you thought we were the good ones Stepping on our side, that's where you put a foot wrong Roll call, report for duty Roll call, report for duty [Verse 1: Briggs] "Australia never had a bad past"? Where the fuck did I get these scars? Where the fuck you keep those whips? How the fuck can I smoke cigars? Who does he think he is? What kind of message he sent to the kids? (Fuckin' nerd) Do what you want when you want And take their money until you're rich I been out of fucks to give since '86 (Told, no fucks) What the fuck is this? Death by cop for a traffic stop and all I'm sayin' is, "Fuck the pigs" Oh, no—shouldn't say that Oh, no—that'll come back Oh, no—I know ASIO are listenin' and I could catch one in the back If you're Aboriginal in the divisional Odds are that they plan on killin' you—coon You're just paper work, you'll be in the dirt—soon And they'll get sent away on a paid holiday, funded leave Brother, please, "Fuck the police" is the least I'm gonna say [Interlude: Briggs, Trials, Both] Gorillas, gorillas That's the least, fuck the police Gorillas, gorillas That's what the system is, the 'just us' system Again and again, every day Gorillas, gorillas Built to put you inside, keep them out Gorillas, gorillas That's the sickness [Verse 2: Trials] I said true that, listen here though They wanna make y'all disappear though Dialing 'M' for murder, heard that triple-zero, fuckin' hero Get it clear though, that gets buried The blacker the berry, the more in the dark Walk into court's a walk in the park Hand on my heart, balls in my palm I'm charged with being black and always tryin' to say my peace (Say what?) They wanna hold me back but suck my dick and c'est la vie Now can I breathe? (Uh-uh) Well, can I breathe? (Uh-uh) Am I charged? (Uh-uh) Well, can I leave? [Interlude: Briggs, Briggs & Trials] Gorillas, gorillas There's no such thing as a good cop No such thing as a good police officer Gorillas, gorillas There's good people Gorillas, gorillas The whole system? It doesn't work for us There's no such thing as a justice system Gorillas, gorillas It's the legal system [Verse 3: Trials] Oh, no, oh, yeah Tell me, how can it be so fair That we dying younger, hiding from the police man over there? Just for breathing in the air, they wanna leave me in the chair Electric shocking, body rocking, Beat Street-ing me to death Mr Policeman! Motherfuck you and that whole precinct The sergeants and inspectors who protects us from protectors Said there's a glimpse of hope, then you ain't talking to them kids Said gorillas, gorillas, report to the mist [Verse 4: Briggs] My disorder's distorted, to the mist I'm reportin' I put my brother boys on 'cause I can afford it They say they treatin' us equal, but they don't treat us like people These devils are evil, they got me hatin' their beagles The blacker the berry, the bigger the charge The whiter the lies, the deeper facade The whiter the crime, the looser the cuffs And the blacker the skin, and that noose is for us [Chorus: Briggs & Trials] We got a team with us, you thought we were the good ones Stepping on our side, that's where you put a foot wrong Roll call, report for duty Roll call, report for duty We got a team with us, you thought we were the good ones Stepping on our side, that's where you put a foot wrong Roll call, report for duty Roll call, report for duty [Outro: Briggs & Trials] Gorillas, gorillas (You thought we were the good ones) Gorillas, gorillas (That's where you put a foot wrong) Gorillas, gorillas (Report for duty) Gorillas, gorillas (Report for duty)