You know Bluey had to cook this up Karltin! We just want justice From cops that just don't trust us Bitch police, we ain't really fuckin' with no bitch police And if you don't like it, you can sit on these Know a better way to keep my wrist on freeze And they just profilin' from skin color to cloth stylin' And they just throw sirens and hope that we go silent And if you don't, then they show violence And there's another brother in a wooden box Laid out in dress clothes Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes Every time I turn around I turn around, there's another brother in a wooden box Laid out in dress clothes Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes Every time I turn around I see another mother's mascara rainin' down And we just want justice From cops that just won't bust us Bitch police, we ain't sayin' nothin' to the bitch police Snitchin' where I'm coming from will get you pieced We ain't doin' nothing, why must I freeze? If you wanna search me, you can frisk on these You just profilin', yeah You just pro-violence, but there'll be no silence Are you blinded by your views? You can throw sirens See me on the news, there'll be no violence Just another brother in a wooden box Laid out in dress clothes Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes Every time I turn around I turn around, it's another brother in a wooden box Laid out in dress clothes Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes Every time I turn around I see another mother's mascara rainin' down Every time I turn around, mmm