The Procedure - Jon Connor

Consider this the soundtrack to

Where the bodies never found at (Get'em)

Pussy nigga, better run

'cause I can tell that you ain’t grow up 'round that, yeah

Know you heard about the water

Nigga, this ain’t where you wanna drown at

Why I’m looking crazy look around you motherfucker it ain’t shit for us to

smile at

100,000 people that ain’t never seen $ 100,000 in they lifetime

How I’m 'posed to focus when they busy in my city

Puttin' poison in the pipeline?

Lil' niggas hearin' *automatic gunfire* instead of lullabies when it’s night

time

Seventh grader hopin' that he wake up, prob’ly seen a couple murders in his

lifetime (Ah)

Nigga, you too fake, too fake, too fake, too fake

Pop, pop, nigga take two shots right to his two-face

Y’all wanna blame Trump

It was fucked up when we was a blue state

They don’t really give a fuck about us

They pretend, the same agenda with a new face

We pray to God to take these scars

To take the weight that satan’s causing

Erase the hate that makes a gangster take a life then take the charge

Oh, we ain’t worth savin'?

Tell me what the fuck you base it off

The fact that we was raised in a cage, that’ll make you wanna go break the law

Murder murder murder, murder murder murder on my mind

Murder murder murder ain’t shit 'cause we see it all the time

If you ain’t a gangster, what the fuck you doin' on the frontline?

Y’all screamin', «Black Lives Matter», why the fuck niggas still dyin'?

Woah, I’m prob’ly wrong, right?

Prob’ly 'bout to go this one alone, right?

What we livin' in is hell, make a nigga wanna go and take his own life

What we livin' in is World War 3, anybody get it on sight

And if any nigga violate?

Then it 'bout to be a long night

Mo' stress, no rest, fuck press, fuck a rally, fuck a protest

Fuck a industry, nigga, all my folks broke

Fuck whoever hoppin' on jets

You ain’t caught a bullet then you’re blessed

You ain’t caught a bullet then you next

Could get it fuckin' bitches in the 'jects

This is how we live, nigga, yes

And all he heard was

What we gon' do?

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t shoot

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t shoot

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t-

We ain’t never had the upper hand, what we got to lose?

What we gon' do?

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t shoot

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t shoot

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t-

We ain’t never had the upper hand, what we got to lose?

The homie on his third seed, frontin' like he ballin' like the 3rd seed

Baby mama wildin', so the kids see domestic violence right before they turn

three, yuh

Mama got faith all day but never really did the church thing

Don’t nobody give a fuck about us, how we feelin'

By the time a nigga thirteen

That’s fuel to the fire, the youth ain’t inspired

Puttin' humans in an inhuman environment

Losin' they mind and every politician or dude in a suit is just stupid and lyin'

Ruthless and violent, we ain’t got a motherfuckin' choice on how our future’s

decided

Clueless, divided, shoot and riot

They like it 'cause nobody in blue get indicted, woo

Tell a little truth and the room start feelin' a little funny, huh?

I bet it do, cause I ain’t speakin' for the niggas with the money bruh

I’m talkin' to my niggas trappin' tryna flip their last lil hundred bucks

Doin' what we gotta do, but inside we know, we fuckin' up

Just got caught by them red lights

Paranoid we can die over headlights, cops got a gun and I don’t

But we ain’t 'posed to look scared, right?

I miss the days when you got pulled over and you just got read rights, but

All he heard was

What we gon' do?

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t shoot

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t shoot

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t-

We ain’t never had the upper hand, what we got to lose?

What we gon' do?

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t shoot

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t shoot

Nigga freeze, hands up, and I hope he don’t-

We ain’t never had the upper hand, what we got to lose?