Lyrics
Goddammit, yeah
Make me wanna grab my fully automatic
Pull up, let 'em have it, yeah
They won't be happy 'til they see me hangin' from the branches
I'm pushin' product that's a product of my circumstances
They wanna take me out the game, I'm out here takin' chances
They violatin' me, now violence that's the only answer
I might just catch a K-K-K, take the crack off a rancher
We want justice, dammit
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit
Go 'head, burn your crosses, no remorse if
We tie you to that ship right now, burn you on it
'Round here, we shoot back, earn your corpses
White justice equal black grief, fuck that court shit
I appeal to none of these laws, they weren't made for us
Took us from our land as kings and made slaves of us
Keep killin' our people, then wonder why it's a rage in us
Keep killin' our people, then swearin' there ain't no hate for us
Some men protest, march, some men bend knee
Men like myself been smoked like the chimney
Frontline the play, then pray, God forgive me
I don't need forgiveness, God was there with me
All we want is our just due, this must true
When this land was built, our hands were calloused and cut too
Lookin' at the stats, I can supply enough proof
If you not feelin' that vibe, pussy, it's fuck you
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Soul of a slave hangin' from the branches
I saw my mama and my granny cryin' to the pastor
I'm on some Nat Turner shit, I gotta kill the master
That no roof space coupe like I work at NASA
I took this shit from Carolina, parked in Calabasas
Smokin' a billy, gotta watch it when I'm dumpin' ashes
Fuck the polices, blow a cloud when I'm ridin' past 'em
Stick talk, fifty in the blick talk, get your ass picked off
Do you wanna dance with the murder man?
Whip talk, I can make a brick walk, get your body sent off
If you lookin' for me, come to murder land
I guess I gotta take my justice in my own hand
That fifty for the thirty-six, that's a grown man
That three-fifths, they ain't treat me like a whole man
I'm just a lost soul lookin' for a homeland
And I want all the hate to stop
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit
Make me wanna grab my fully automatic
Pull up, let 'em have it, yeah
They won't be happy 'til they see me hangin' from the branches
I'm pushin' product that's a product of my circumstances
They wanna take me out the game, I'm out here takin' chances
They violatin' me, now violence that's the only answer
I might just catch a K-K-K, take the crack off a rancher
We want justice, dammit
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit
Go 'head, burn your crosses, no remorse if
We tie you to that ship right now, burn you on it
'Round here, we shoot back, earn your corpses
White justice equal black grief, fuck that court shit
I appeal to none of these laws, they weren't made for us
Took us from our land as kings and made slaves of us
Keep killin' our people, then wonder why it's a rage in us
Keep killin' our people, then swearin' there ain't no hate for us
Some men protest, march, some men bend knee
Men like myself been smoked like the chimney
Frontline the play, then pray, God forgive me
I don't need forgiveness, God was there with me
All we want is our just due, this must true
When this land was built, our hands were calloused and cut too
Lookin' at the stats, I can supply enough proof
If you not feelin' that vibe, pussy, it's fuck you
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Soul of a slave hangin' from the branches
I saw my mama and my granny cryin' to the pastor
I'm on some Nat Turner shit, I gotta kill the master
That no roof space coupe like I work at NASA
I took this shit from Carolina, parked in Calabasas
Smokin' a billy, gotta watch it when I'm dumpin' ashes
Fuck the polices, blow a cloud when I'm ridin' past 'em
Stick talk, fifty in the blick talk, get your ass picked off
Do you wanna dance with the murder man?
Whip talk, I can make a brick walk, get your body sent off
If you lookin' for me, come to murder land
I guess I gotta take my justice in my own hand
That fifty for the thirty-six, that's a grown man
That three-fifths, they ain't treat me like a whole man
I'm just a lost soul lookin' for a homeland
And I want all the hate to stop
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
Goddammit (Goddammit, yeah)
Goddammit
We want justice, dammit