Reefa - Hands Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda] I spit that sh** the streets got to feel For Mike Brown and Sean Bell, a cop got to get k**ed Cause I'm black, police think they got the right to shoot me No jail for them, their punishment is desk duty They're either k**ing us or throwing us in the cage Martin Luther King is rolling over in his grave (What happened to the dream?) Time to start k**ing these coppers If Malcolm X was alive, he'll be next to me with them choppers (At the window) By any means necessary, let's make 'em respect us These co*ks**ers supposed to protect us k**ing unarmed black men, making mothers holler And this who the government paying with our tax dollars All these unjustified shootings Then they call us animals when we start looting Those kids ain't had no gun and the police knew it Jay need to talk to Obama or let me do it [Hook: Jay Watts] My hands up (Yeah) Gonna feel like they just don't understand us (They don't) Got to stay strong, hold on, keep our heads up (You heard) Officer please don't shoot cause my hands up My hands up, my hands up [Verse 2: Maino] Look how they do us, they're gunning us down Black males on the menu, they're hunting us down Put your foot inside my shoes, been running for miles Who can we call, we alone, who holding us down (nobody) My lil' homie told me he ready to riot Ferguson was on his mind, he ready to fire Staring at a cop who got d**h in his eyes He want to k** me, I can tell, so my hands in the sky I'm stressing so I'm grabbing my mac 11 Told my mamma I'm a end up on Channel 11 Leaving in a box or they'll take me away Put away my Glock and I bought me a K Black boys running from white cops Who are they to determine just if our life stops Please your honor, tell me if I'm a goner "I can't breath, they're choking me", words from Eric Garner You know this sh** just ain't right My son ask me this morning, "Daddy, we safe, right?" (No) How the f** I will tell him we ain't got the same rights They put our babies in coffins, this sh** just ain't life [Hook] [Outro: Uncle Murda (w/ Jay Watts)] They don't even read us our rights (my hands up) They don't got to pay for taking a life (my hands up) It's like, even if they're wrong, they're right (my hands up My hands up, my hands up)