Gang Shit

My name John and I'm a city cop
 And I'm just tired of these ni— let me not
 They try to paint me as racist, but, see, I'm really not
 Call me pork, so I put 'em on they belly at every stop
 And they scared? What a joke, how about how I feel?
 Check the crime rate, look at my eyes behind my shield
 I'm scared, this is a job, this how I find my meals!
 So if they gon' lie and steal, I'ma make them lie from steel
 And I think my life do matter more
 I seen too many of these people kill without remorse
 Used to be three-fifths of a man, but I think half is more accurate
 How they celebrate savageness in a patterned form
 My family raised me not to trust 'em, fuck you, they ain't wrong
 These other cops are my brothers, and they be wishing us harm
 They told me that it's our culture to make sure that they suffer
 And I can't break the bond, It's all I got, I'm faithful, dawg
 Shit, I bleed blue like I'm a Giants fan
 To question my way is to stop flow in my veins
 So I ain't slowing a day, I'ma keep everyone safe
 From these black bastards and, that's word to my gang, gang, gang
 I'm just riding for my
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
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 Gang! I'm just riding for my
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 America, whole lotta gang shit
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 My name's James and I'm in the Klan
 My family been down for a four-generation span
 It's not about the hatred, man, it's love for our nation
 The white place where we took savages and enslaved and tamed them
 And these white threads as hereditary as this white skin
 I ain't have a say, soon as I was of age, I was in
 And if I have to, I'll resort to violence
 'Cause they tryna shine colors in a country made for white men
 And we're poor too
 Boo-hoo, all of you lefties complain about your oppression and pain
 While all of these Mexicans came and take all our jobs and our lanes
 And I don't blame corporatist games 'cause I want the spoils and fame
 I could have more too, that could be me one day
 That's why I love Trump, 'cause, see, he see my way
 We gon' make America white again!
 'Cause I don't wanna compete with people who
 Work harder than me 'cause we all spited them
 And if I considered that how we living is wrong
 That would mean that I would have to concede that the sale and beating
 Of those bodies was uncalled for, that it was all the murder and rape
 That got us these Sundays at the golf course, that we as heinous
 As they try to make us out to be, why would I even try?
 There's nothing in it for me to not treat it as lie
 So far as I'm concerned, all the blacks, Jews, and the gays
 And the Muslims and the Mexicans can leave or die
 I do it all for the Klan, these are my brothers
 They understand me, and we all understand each other
 Don't tell me that our fathers and mothers should be ashamed
 I'm riding out forever for my gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
 I'm just riding for my
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang! I'm just riding for my
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 America, whole lotta gang shit
 America, whole lotta gang shit
 America, whole lotta gang shit
 Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang!
 My name Marcus and I'm in the feds
 I been locked up for four years and six is left
 I got ten for armed robbery, shit, and honestly
 I ain't even wanna do it and it's hard not to get depressed
 I'm dying here, was banging colors since a youngin'
 Was born into a gang 'cause of the block that I grew up in
 I done seen many die, and a few folks kill
 But when the world won't give you nothing, shit, you gon' steal
 And my gang was all I knew, brothers amongst the madness
 Drugs and death all around us and we was angry and callous
 The gang shit was all we had, we made mistakes and were misled
 But why my gang got me in jail, and yours got you home in bed?
 Riddle me that, my skin black, it's simple as that
 The hatred you both got for me is all written in fact
 Of our institutions you confused and feel like getting me back
 For what? For living poor in conditions that's wack?
 You claim that I strike fear in you, but what you feel is you
 For me to live how you'd call clean, it'd be a miracle
 The data's empirical, you hate it when my people march for me
 But don't you too scream 'cause you feel they ain't hearing you?
 Shit, your whole premise is false
 But I won't waste no time tryna break your prejudice walls
 Point is we all on some gang shit, loyal to what we's taught
 Believe in what was passed down our community's theme of thought
 And I'm the only one in cuffs for it
 If I get out a better man, I'm still fucked for it
 You turn the TV on and look, you got Trump for it
 The president is in your gang, bitch,
 And you still point at me to blame shit
 I pray that when I get out, shit ain't all the same
 But it's a cold world to be alone in when the whole place
 That you grown in treat you like dogs in the rain
 Shit, I might fuck around and call gang, gang gang gang
 I'm just riding for my
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang! I'm just riding for my
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 America, whole lotta gang shit
 America, whole lotta gang shit
 America, whole lotta gang shit
 Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang!