Verse
G9 F9
These old sneakers, faded blue jeans, no tricks, no gimmicks
G9
I be stomping down-down, down-down, down demons
F9
Rolling up trees in the belly of the beast
D#
Where the people disagree
G9
The upper class hate, middle don't exist
F9
The bottom of the beat, glad I got my sticks
G9
Are you jumping on a fad, laying in a ditch
F9 D#
I be stomping down demons, stomping down quick, come on
[Chorus]
G9
And please don't come around these parts
F9
And tell me that we all a bunch of animals
G9
The only time they wanna turn the cameras on
F9 D#
Is when we're fuckin' shit up, come on
[Verse 2]
G9
Bullets still ringing, blood on the cement
F9
Black folks grieving, headlines reading
G9
Tryna pay it no mind, you just living your life
F9 D#
Everyone is a witness, everyone got opinions
G9
Got a son of my own, look him right in his eyes
F9
I ain't living in fear, but I'm holding him tight
G9
Got a son of my own, look him right in his eyes
F9 D#
I ain't living in fear, but I'm holding him tight
[Bridge]
G9 F9
And the old folks tell me it's been going on since back in the day
But that don't make it okay
G9 F9
And the white folks tell me all the looting and the shooting's insane
D#
But you don't know our pain
[Chorus]
G9
And please don't come around these parts
F9
And tell me that we all a bunch of animals
G9
The only time they wanna turn the cameras on
F9 D#
Is when we're fuckin' shit up, come on
G9
And please don't come around these parts
F9
And tell me that we all a bunch of animals
G9
The only time they wanna turn the cameras on
F9 D#
Is when we're fuckin' shit up, come on
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