F#!k the police
We on a mission to dissolve the colorism
Cuz a lot of sickened individuals are hard to listen too
Saying that they like black but only light black woman
This is more than preference it's what on the televisions
The multi millions made off of the mixed appearance
Or chocolate complexion
Don't think for a second the darker ones
Getting respected
At least not as much
Time to come clutch
We head in the wrong direction like a
Broken compass
Media pumps us with the idea that dark is bad
Light is good
That white is class
And black is hood
The next topic is racism and segregation
Where different shades of black are being severely miss treated
What happens when you let the animal out the cage thats
Spent his whole life an outcast in chains a slave
Fast forword and change the slate and realize the real animals are the ones that give the poc a gaze
And we all see the blaze the fire thats been lit past the 400 years of so called ending slavery wait?
Has it really ended because the system did i mention that it runs off of racist roots so muthaf#!k the amendment
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F#!k the police
F#!k the police
F#!k the police
F#!k the police
It's all colourism, call us a bunch thugs and killers, ohh but don't these mothaf#!kas always love to listen, love to have their cake and eat it too when there ain't nuff provisions, brotha f#!k the system, they just love division, love to cut and split us, pin us up against each other so they can Willie lynch us, don't ever mistake some admiration from the enemy, ain't love it's jealousy, greed, hate and that you envy me, media system strippin blacks of masculinity, who you rather be in the movie the thug or the cop, the cop always get rich the and the thug always get shot, black cops is a hero, black thug is a coward, white cop a tough guy, white thug got the power, sour subliminal symbolisim, they'd kill us get our women, but got us do the mission playin chicken ruger to smithen, then they choose who due to lose and move into the fruitless prisons, men demasculated and the women been degraded, ain't no different from enslavement, ships n days of plantaions, we packed in projects and prisons like a sardine can, while white folks try to turn black off of a beach tan, f#!k your support and endorsements my niggas need land, 100 acres and a mule, a hun in paper and tool, just for any mothaf#!kain pig that tryta fake a move
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F#!k the police
F#!k the police
F#!k the police
F#!k the police
WORKS CO-CREATED BY
I’m Austin, born and raised in Toronto since August 2nd, 2000. I’m an aspiring artist fascinated with sounds from a young age. Slamming doors and banging pots were a few things I enjoyed to create sounds.
As I grew older I found an interest in live performances and attended talent shows performing self taught choreographed dances of Michael Jackson's, Billie Jean.
During grade nine I was handed an IPad by my friend to record and produce songs. It was this moment that sparked my fascination for all aspects of music production. I then became very experienced in teaching myself how to produce and create albums.
“I am currently working on a Black funk/synthpop/rnb concept album with all Black cast.”
MENTOR
Abdur Rahman Gairey
My name is Abdur Rahman Gairey, born in the year 1999 to parents of American, Caribbean and South American slave descent. At a young age, I became tired of all the falsehood and corruption the media portrayed of Black folks, which is why I decided to make music I liked to hear, music for me. In doing so I found a lot of people shared my grievances and appreciated the effort, skill and reality I had put into my music.
This is why I decided to take making music seriously and share my voice with others, who suffer not being heard.