Lyrical Breakdown of Moment Of Violence (Feat. King Mez, JT & Jon Connor) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Yeah, yeah Let me talk my shit Nigga, this that 90 miles per hour on the freeway, nigga This that motherfucking black hoodie shit, my nigga Now we been baptized in a gunfire These cops round here too motherfucking one sided They fucking liars Every time I hear these motherfucker's sirens blaring I wanna put something through that badge Hollow tips in your power steering We say fuck cops and then them gun shots All night we ducking them buck shots We hear pop-pop! Nigga hop-pop! You ain't strapped then homie why the fuck not? Hearing guns cock, we hear one shot It's a moment of silence for the whole block Cause when one of us gone, it's like we all gone Fuck that, yo I'm ready to fight! Cause I'm so tired of this same old shit Feeling like I ain't got not rights Every time I turn around them red and blue lights Always fucking up my night And me wanna load up and put all you pretty motherfuckers up in my sight All up in my sight You done fucked up now You done crossed that line Wait till I come back Ima bust that nine Y'all thought that shit was fine Till that shit go (braow!) I done lost my mind Niggas is bout to find out (Somebody gone die tonight) Fuck the police Shit, fuck the police (It's about to be a silent night) All this blood on the streets man, fuck the police (When that crowd ignite) And unite like "Fuck the police!" (Better hug yo wife Man fuck yo life! Payback, payback) I done lost my fucking son because of this bullshit Now I'm at the pulpit because of what I did with that full clip And the judge and the jury, so fucking full of shit Do you know how many times These mutherfuckers try to pull this shit? And it's fucking murder Hide behind your badge and get away with it Thought it was protect and serve But half the time that's really not the way it is But you niggas got it coming And you so outnumbered It's bout to be a cold ass summer And I'll be on my knees Praying for the day That you remember me You'll come back this way And who's gonna love me now, ay Oh daddy why'd you let me down, down Oh did you forget I was your flesh and blood I need you to remember me Ooh praying for the day Cause Mama couldn't raise no man And though she do the things she can Every woman needs a helping hand