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Killing (feat. Mankind)

from sKyscrapers by M.C. K~Swift

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Police kill Black people every day
It seems habitual
I'm convinced the way they do us
It must be a fuckin ritual
Bodies in the ground
Pigs at the trial
No jail time
Typical
Thinkin that the system 'bout to give you justice?
I do not believe in miracles
Feelin' like I wanna kill a fool
But that ain't what I'm gonna really do
Loved ones try to keep my head right
Tellin' me to bring the healing through
But the pain don't be feelin' heal-able
I'm paralyzed and it's pitiful
Treat me like a nigger 500 years
And I'ma show you what a nigga do
Bad attitude
Blame in on AmeriKKKa
Cuz that's who put me in the mood
Mad at every fuckin' cracka in the world
Because of all the shit we livin' through
Can I really call it livin' though?
I ask myself in this interview
Staring at mirror, balling up my fist
Thinking I should squeeze a trigger too

Public enemy number one
Number one male on the run
Trail as I inhale to my lung
Til I feel my lung swell
Swimming, feeling unwell
Free Willy, run tell
Tales from the crypt keeper from hell
Shells from the Grim Reaper gun sale
More Black lives gone with the wind
I can't breath
All cuz of skin
Mankind fall
All cuz of sin
Blind to the truth
Fog up your lens
Ran out of tears
Bawl through the pen
Last second shot
All for the win
Hit the backboard
Fall through the rim
Sharp shootin', pig
Hard to defend

Voices in my head: loud and askin'
If I'm cool cuz I'm bout to snap
Angel on my shoulder sayin: try relaxin'
Devil tellin' me to cop a mask
Or is that the angel? I just gotta ask
Homies gettin' popped while we lollygag
Shotty body blast
Catch a homi - I'd be glad
Pigs under blankets
Fuck with Satan, get the body bag
Rowdy Roddy strapped
Got a problem? Try me
I be mad
I be tryna stop the madness
I be sad
One more body droppin' ain't gon stop the sadness
I been sinkin', I been drinkin'
I been thinkin' I should cop a flask
I been lookin at these cops like
I swear to God I'm not for fuck shit
Fuck it, yup, I'm 'bout to spazz
Let me calm down before they pop my ass
Gettin' on this track and ventin'
Tryin' not to crash
Tryin' not to have a breakdown
While I break down why I'm mad
Why? is all I'm tryna ask
Why, as if I don't already know the answer
Black bodies droppin'
"All lives matter"?
Stop it with your lyin' ass
I ain't tryna have it
Spittin' shit to pass a polygraph with
You could be the judge
On the 12th of never
Johnny Mathis
Judge Mathis
Tryin' not to flip and have fits
Gabby Douglass doin' backflips
Dodgin' shots while they pass
Brain is achin, I need asprin
Future while we march
March madness
I need brackets
Tupac Shakur, Shaq shit
Holla if you hear me
Sincerely, Blackness
Blackness
Blackness
Blackness
Blackness
Blackness
Blackness
Blackness

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from sKyscrapers, released October 22, 2016

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M.C. K~Swift Brooklyn, New York

M.C. K~Swift (New Rap Order) is a Hip-Hop artist and educator, who has been recording and performing since his teens during the early '90s. A founding member of the progressive Hip-Hop collective, New Rap Order M.C. K~Swift is among both the vanguard and the old guard of True Hip Hop. ... more

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