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I’d rather die then to fold black
Man be bold white cop yelling freeze we froze hands
Up like a picture pose first thought lord
Here we go and second
I just want to make it home
Non-violent fully compliant doing
What we told hoping inside
I’ll file a suit they gonna let me go but
That look in his eyes
And the hate in his tone
Already let me know
What’s wrong you
Don’t view me as equal
You don’t see me assuming how black mans
Are thugs and sell drugs
What are you assuming
I was taught never judge
A book by its color officer
So how am I a crook because of my color