The Procedure

Lyrics

Go [Verse 1] Consider this the soundtrack to Where the bodies never found at (Get'em) Pussy nigga, better run 'cause I can tell that you ain't grow up 'round that, yeah Know you heard about the water Nigga, this ain't where you wanna drown at Why I'm looking crazy look around you motherfucker it ain't shit for us to smile at 100,000 people that ain't never seen $100,000 in they lifetime How I'm 'posed to focus when they busy in my city Puttin' poison in the pipeline? Lil' niggas hearin' *automatic gunfire* instead of lullabies when it's night time Seventh grader hopin' that he wake up, prob'ly seen a couple murders in his lifetime (Ah) Nigga, you too fake, too fake, too fake, too fake Pop, pop, nigga take two shots right to his two-face Y'all wanna blame Trump It was fucked up when we was a blue state They don't really give a fuck about us They pretend, the same agenda with a new face We pray to God to take these scars To take the weight that satan's causing Erase the hate that makes a gangster take a life then take the charge Oh, we ain't worth savin'? Tell me what the fuck you base it off The fact that we was raised in a cage, that'll make you wanna go break the law Murder murder murder, murder murder murder on my mind Murder murder murder ain't shit 'cause we see it all the time If you ain't a gangster, what the fuck you doin' on the frontline? Y'all screamin', "Black Lives Matter", why the fuck niggas still dyin'? Woah, I'm prob'ly wrong, right? Prob'ly 'bout to go this one alone, right? What we livin' in is hell, make a nigga wanna go and take his own life What we livin' in is World War 3, anybody get it on sight And if any nigga violate? Then it 'bout to be a long night Mo' stress, no rest, fuck press, fuck a rally, fuck a protest Fuck a industry, nigga, all my folks broke Fuck whoever hoppin' on jets You ain't caught a bullet then you're blessed You ain't caught a bullet then you next Could get it fuckin' bitches in the 'jects This is how we live, nigga, yes [Chorus] And all he heard was What we gon' do? Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't shoot Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't shoot Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't- We ain't never had the upper hand, what we got to lose? What we gon' do? Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't shoot Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't shoot Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't- We ain't never had the upper hand, what we got to lose? [Verse 2] The homie on his third seed, frontin' like he ballin' like the 3rd seed Baby mama wildin', so the kids see domestic violence right before they turn three, yuh Mama got faith all day but never really did the church thing Don't nobody give a fuck about us, how we feelin' By the time a nigga thirteen That's fuel to the fire, the youth ain't inspired Puttin' humans in an inhuman environment Losin' they mind and every politician or dude in a suit is just stupid and lyin' Ruthless and violent, we ain't got a motherfuckin' choice on how our future's decided Clueless, divided, shoot and riot They like it 'cause nobody in blue get indicted, woo Tell a little truth and the room start feelin' a little funny, huh? I bet it do, cause I ain't speakin' for the niggas with the money bruh I'm talkin' to my niggas trappin' tryna flip their last lil hundred bucks Doin' what we gotta do, but inside we know, we fuckin' up Just got caught by them red lights Paranoid we can die over headlights, cops got a gun and I don't But we ain't 'posed to look scared, right? I miss the days when you got pulled over and you just got read rights, but [Chorus] All he heard was What we gon' do? Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't shoot Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't shoot Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't- We ain't never had the upper hand, what we got to lose? What we gon' do? Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't shoot Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't shoot Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don't- We ain't never had the upper hand, what we got to lose?