Equality

By AR Gully

Released on August 1, 2015

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[Intro]

(A Million)


[Verse 1]

Baby here now, the child of Edward and Bella

Try to levitate with the rain, no umbrella

Thirty new twenty, come box with the young fella

Drag him through the house of pain, no Aunt Ella

Beat him in his head with bars 'til his brain swell up

Doin' what I want with these tracks, they all jealous

Police out here shootin' us down, they won't jail us

Gotta wave that chopper 'round your head like propellors

When it's gon' end?

They say y'all all good, but y'all killin' all my friends

Constitution

They go against amendments, how the fuck we gon' win?

This is Garner breath, let him breathe, not asking again

Hands up for Mike Brown, bet it won't happen again

They won't feel how we feel until it happen to them

Might get murked after this 'cause I'm nice with the pen

Pussy niggas, drop the badge, put your life in the rent


[Interlude]

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[Verse 2]

They pull me over and they tell me that my windows black (What?)

But when I got it rolled down, they seen my skin is black

Racism still exists, let's tap into that (Let's do it)

We dyin' every day, and that's a Snapple fact (True)

You hear that metal pop (Pop), my hood is very hot (It's hot)

Besides the cameras on watch, police on every block (They on every block)

It's like cops and robbers, but this ain't no game (No)

And the robbers are robbin', but seein' no gain (Huh?)

You wanna rob your neighbor, but he live in the P's (Wow)

What's the most you gon' get? Probably a couple G's (That's it)

This is Blake Ave, nigga, this ain't Wall Street (No, it's not)

Where the D's act tough, but ain't at all street (No, they not)