Testo He shot me Rapsody

He shot me

I tell this story like a Rasta of a sister shot by coppers
Outside her home, they at the door nobody cared to knock it
Dreamin' with her honey, it was shockin', it's so surprisin'
Midnight the door rockin', battle ram, no body talkin'
"Who is it?", her honey barkin', who breakin' in our apartment
Silence, as the man of the home he had to cock it
He let one ring out as a warnin', tshey then shot in
Thirty-two times, she dyin' like Bob Marley, he cryin' out

I shot the sheriff
But I did not shoot the deputy
He shot me
Nobody cares when
These black bodies piled up in the street
They shot me

Bullets burn, they holocaust us
Ashes to our daughters
Pray our sons have granddaughters and live to be grandfathers
Dedicated to Assata
Broke our fourth chakra
In the memory of the Rastas who forewarned us for Breonna
We still dealin' with the traumaPrayin' for the mommas
Civil suits they give us loot but ain't no healin' in the commas
They lie and they lie and they lie on us
We the only ones that truly really cry for us
Time and time again, we gotta fight for us
The sheriff and the deputies, they got they rifles up
As Sean Bell laid bleedin', never got married for reason
Fifty shots, he was murdered by the cops singin'

I shot the sheriff
But I did not shoot the deputy
He shot me
Nobody cares when
These black bodies piled up in the street
They shot me

I shot the sheriff
But I did not shoot the deputy
He shot me
Nobody cares when
These black bodies piled up in the street
They shot me