Administrative Leave

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[Verse 1: Ganksta NIP] Now one little, two little, three crooked cops Four little, five little, six got shot Seven little, eight put nine in a box Two shots a piece now that's eighteen mops Time to clean my floors with some Mop & Glo Got the homies from the streets and we shot some more When the war pops off better shoot that burner You can call me Brother Nip or you can say Nip Turner Either one it doesn't matter cause they both some killers Gangsta Nip came through and bought us both some pillars Two crooked cops heads homie they inside If you scared of the war homie stay inside Hey, duck around the corner better hide your face If you sprinkle some sugar it'll hide the taste Administrative leaves, sometimes they have perks Six months of pay for only one days work [Chorus: K-Rino] They got a license to murder us I hear 'em trying to explain it but not one word I trust You get to go home to your family you wicked coward We gotta go to the graveyard to visit ours You finally popped you one To you that seems to be funny Your reward was a vacation with some free money And in they mind they agree they can shoot any nigga they see Cause they know that all that's coming is administrative leave [Verse 2: K-Rino] Even when the camera clearly shows that they did it Mystically, magically somehow they get away with it Kill somebody, get suspended, then get paid with it Probably bought some dope and let the DA hit it I can see 'em all plotting, planning, acting bad And in the aftermath they all go in the back and laugh A brother dead we can see that writing on the wall And in most cases ain't no inditement at all Then they try to tell that lie about the cops ain't racist And if they do charge 'em usually they drop the cases Protected by their homeboy judges who known to mob Two or three weeks later right back on the job Bucking, jacking, robbing, beating people up, no ducking, no dodging Causing conflict then getting slapped on the wrist by the lowdown tricks in charge And don't no peace come to the family of the person that they wipe out They be still around there doing what they do living their life out [Chorus: K-Rino] They got a license to murder us I hear 'em trying to explain it but not one word I trust You get to go home to your family you wicked coward We gotta go to the graveyard to visit ours You finally popped you one To you that seems to be funny Your reward was a vacation with some free money And in they mind they agree they can shoot any nigga they see Cause they know that all that's coming is administrative leave [Outro: K-Rino] Alright, check this out I ain't gonna do no third verse on this one What I'mma do right now man is put something on blast real quick See, everybody knows the names of all the victims that got killed by dirty racist police But don't nobody seem to know the names of the police officers and the faces of the ones who did it So right about now I'mma go down the line and call 'em all out one by one based on the person they killed Let's go Alton Sterling was killed by a cop named Blane Salamoni Tamir Rice was killed by Timothy Loehmann Mike Brown was killed by that devil Darren Wilson Eric Garner was killed by Daniel Pantaleo Walter Scott murdered by Michael Slager Oscar Grant was killed by Johannes Mehserle Philando Castile was killed by Jeronimo Yanez Samuel DuBose was killed by Ray Tensing Trayvon Martin of course was killed by George Zimmerman Sandra Bland was set up to be killed by Brian Encinia Rekia Boyd, Dante Servin is the one who killed her He got cleared of all charges Terence Crutcher was murdered by Betty Shelby John Crawford killed by Sean Williams Jonathan Ferrell killed by Randall Kerrick And Aiyana Jones was murdered by Joseph Weekly Listen, right about now all these names I mentioned Find their pictures Put 'em on social media man Let everybody become familiar with their faces So we'll know them when they're walking down the street Cause right now they're just living their life comfortably Feeling like they got away with murder So that's your assignment We ain't taking this no more It's justice or else 10,000 fearless Let's get it Yeah All praise is do to Allah