Ramblin’ n rantin’ ‘bout frantic men danglin’ da dang thing

Commandin’ pedantic scramblin’ to correct da standin’

Don’t under stand but be understandin’

Dem guns got rounds, pop real loud

Big black brolic men toppled by tiny phallic things

Tremblin’ at fear of tremblin’ to men just goin’ ‘bout their day

Spendin’ time out the way before some shaky badged bratty batshit crappy copper trigger happy let the hammer end life madly

When da fuck did da truck fill up wit blue ducks just followin’ the line?

Talkin’ ‘bout how takin’ a walk in ya own hood is now a crime

Just like dat da tremblin’ startin’ all over

Because everyone knows, they closin’ in

Badge just convicted got those in blue feelin’ like tiny men

Ain’t no lyin’ when there’s footage of children cryin’ wit them standin’ over Bryan’s body layin’ on the ground as his wife’ tryin’ to keep his thoughts from flyin’ out

Message boards wit posts in hordes of complaints and threats aimed towards those choices of course

It all lands in da books and the struggle to face it will only increase in how tough it’ll be once it hooks

Dat chill down they spine is real fine, they scared of dyin’ in the hole they’ll find themselves

By Mark Delaware

From: United States