Luka - Murdered By The Law (Kelly Thomas Tribute) lyrics

[Verse 1 - Eugenicz] It's a cop state, where cops rob and your day takes Weirds twists, sh**'s insane to see a cop bash a brain in Strength draining, video tapes proof yet no explaining Young lifes wasted not on crime but the hatred It's weird to see any man take a life that Attacking the defenceless while he's screaming for his dad Rest in peace Kelly Thomas, rest in peace in everyone That became the victim of a gun owned by government scum Let's just hope he had a gun on him, k** him throw a pun on him Hit him with the car to show everyone that there is no stoppin No limitations no mercy no nothing Punch him till's coughing his way into his coffin Murdered by the law is it murder by the law What is the difference between it all wether you murder for allah You still a terrorist since you murder for your call Somebody gotta stop em before they murder us all [Hook - Eugenicz] Murdered by the law, no future for your kids No future for the poor puppeteerd by the rich In a police state where life is twisted and wrong And more justice could be found in a rap song [Verse 2 - Eugenicz] How come I never hear about any proper convictions I'm way too convinced with doubting justice's existence The defenceless get punched senseless and relentless No justice exists when you get k**ed as a sentence Rise against oppression, police state detention I know my rights but you ignore them like the proper sanctions You rather give your own, take that what you don't own Until people stop seeing their homes as a safezone It's a wilderness I'm not safe living in a police state Where a simple debate could lead to your life taken away I'd rather not report a crime, if it meant the end of someone's life Wether you rottin in a jail or get murdered for your time It's as if the government doesn't want us to live Doesn't want us to have our kids grow up to become rich It's as if the government is tired and sick Of seeing us people run around depleting their sh** [Hook] Forget the wars in foreign areas fought with bomb carriers Think about the war on the streets causing hysteria That's what you gotta worry about, the k**er next door The k**er in a cop that takes over when he gets bored And cops giving tickets because they gotta be sadistic Pushing to the limit until your life is finished And there is doubts, benefits and contradictions And cops become writers writing great pieces of fiction No truth would exist in a corrupt system And who to tell your story when nobody listens Social media saves one but leaves out a dozen And nobody gives a f** until the victim is your cousin Your brother your sister your mother your father Simply coming from work but the cops make it harder Wether you black, white, mexican or a homeless man It doesn't even matter cause you are considered less than them [Hook]