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Manager and controller of black bodies

Manager and controller of black bodies

Manager and controller of black bodies

Manager and controller of black bodies

[Verse 1]

If you police, you a tool of this white supremacy

No matter the color or skin movements or enemies

Laws, ritual court leaving our body split

Not for justice, no peace, pawns in this government

Manager and controller of black bodies, submitted to blue bodies, protecting these rich bodies

Traumatic and tragic, raclalized, trauma is graphic

Justified force, bulletproof mind on a savage

Day after day, shift after shift, you move through it, blow trauma through others is nothing, you used to it

Chronic stress in the bloodstream, tryna make a difference

Little [?] half walks see no change is indifferent

I feel sorry for you, stuck in the middle following orders

I recant my sorry statements, signed up for it ignoring the origin, the structure, the system is function, and probably

No matter your intent you still protect the monopoly

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Manager and controller of black bodies

Manager and controller of black bodies

Manager and controller of black bodies

Manager and controller of black bodies

[Verse 2]

Is it reform or dismantling? Black panther answering

Block to block, community police address the cancerous

A hard job under the founder’s conditions, the foulest conditions

They got you all missions that’s never and then some joined cause they hate and the oath will protect them some

Joined from our hood thinking they can make connections

Most killings from police happen in a couple seconds

Slow down, preserve options when you pulling out your weapons from

Louisiana, Twin Cities to Dallas, communities heartbroken, heart tougher than calloused

The pain both ways, the understanding and trusting, yet it’s hard to feel remorse since we never got justice

What a mess we in, how we move forward and build, from catching slaves in the field, reexamine the shield

Or whenever we yield, we feel our illest of ills

As a nation we grieve

As a nation we heal

[Verse 3]

I’m tired of protesting or what have you man

We need new strategies, new plans because

We living in an environment of impunity

And seriously I feel like we aiming at the wrong shit

We tryna fight ethical battles as opposed to the oath

With things like culpable negligence

We aiming at the wrong thing

We need to aiming at the law

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Manager and controller of black bodies

Manager and controller of black bodies

Manager and controller of black bodies

Manager and controller of black bodies