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  1. Aight, heads up: this is raw, political, 90s coded, no fairy dust. No cartoon cops, no fake bars. Let’s go.
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  5. **INTRO (Spoken, low vinyl hiss)**
  6. West coast static, sirens in the distance
  7. Not a threat, just a mirror
  8. History talkin’, beat knockin’
  9. If it sting, that’s accountability, not hate
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  13. **VERSE ONE (24 lines)**
  14. I spit case law over basslines, truth in the cadence
  15. Badge got amnesia, memory selective and vacant
  16. From slave patrol footnotes to modern containment
  17. Same road, new cruisers, same fear arrangement
  18. They call it “procedure” when the bruises look patterned
  19. Paperwork thicker than the skulls that got fractured
  20. Miranda read fast, rights turn abstracted
  21. Justice move slow when the melanin’s active
  22. Broken tail light, now it’s felony math
  23. Probable cause equals pigment plus past
  24. They say “few bad apples,” ignore the whole batch
  25. Union seals rot, keeps the stench intact
  26. Redlining the map, then patrol where you starved us
  27. Crime stats cooked by the routes where you parked us
  28. Quotas ain’t written but the numbers stay marching
  29. Stop and frisk lottery, odds ain’t impartial
  30. They fear the block speaking history uncensored
  31. So they gas the crowd, then call it “deterrence”
  32. I rap civics class, no gun in the sentence
  33. If this sounds like anger, nah—this is remembrance
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  37. **INTERLUDE (News clip flip)**
  38. “Officer cleared of all wrongdoing.”
  39. —cleared like a chalkboard, erased like a name—
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  43. **VERSE TWO (25 lines)**
  44. Let’s talk language, how power brands pain
  45. That word they threw to dehumanize chains
  46. Now debated in classrooms, reclaimed in the street
  47. Still dangerous in mouths that don’t carry the heat
  48. Context matter heavy, history weigh tons
  49. You don’t inherit the pain just by saying the tongue
  50. They used it as policy, whip crack grammar
  51. Reduced human beings to capital grammar
  52. Then wonder why trust don’t magically form
  53. When every patrol car feel like a storm
  54. They plant informants, then point at the harvest
  55. Promote certain crimes, then act deeply astonished
  56. COINTEL playbooks, community fracture
  57. Create the conditions, then broadcast the capture
  58. “Why don’t you comply?” like nerves ain’t alive
  59. When the ground got names that never survived
  60. Hands up, camera on, still a roll of the dice
  61. Body cam blink once, truth paying the price
  62. I’m not anti safety, I’m anti selective
  63. Law should be law, not perspective
  64. If justice was blind, why it squint at my skin?
  65. Why punishment doubled when the shade settle in?
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  69. **INTERLUDE (DJ cut)**
  70. *rewind*
  71. “This is for the reports that never got filed.”
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  75. **VERSE THREE (24 lines)**
  76. They say respect is earned, but demand it on sight
  77. While rolling deep, armed up, claiming “fear for my life”
  78. Fear been racialized, weaponized logic
  79. Turned into headlines, rinse, repeat, profit
  80. Tax dollars fund trauma, then therapy denied
  81. Tell us “vote harder” while the cases all slide
  82. Qualified immunity, god mode cheat
  83. While civilians get sentenced for missing a beat
  84. The war on drugs wasn’t drugs, it was borders
  85. Of race and class drawn by suits and orders
  86. Same powder, different zip, different fate
  87. One get rehab, one get booked by the state
  88. I don’t want revenge, I want ledgers corrected
  89. Names remembered, patterns inspected
  90. Training that teaches de escalation for real
  91. Not warrior myths and a hair trigger feel
  92. If the shoe fit truth, let it scuff up the floor
  93. This ain’t anti cop—it’s anti what you ignore
  94. I end where I started, with history loud
  95. If the system feels dissed, that’s the echo of now
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  99. **OUTRO (Spoken, beat fading)**
  100. No threats. No fantasies.
  101. Just receipts, rhythm, and a refusal to forget.
  102. West coast.
  103. Truth coast.

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