Lil Scrappy - Trayvon Martin (Lyrics - Paroles)

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Lil Scrappy - Trayvon Martin (Lyrics - Paroles)

Lil Scrappy - Trayvon Martin (Lyrics - Paroles)
(Intro)
Good morning
Punks.
These assholesÖ they always get away
Those were the words in that grown manís mouth
As he followed in the dark a 17 year old boyÖ who he didnít know
And excuse my language but those were his words, not mine

Canít just kill em all
For no reason and get away with it yall
Gotta have some justice
Whether street justice or legal justice

(Hook)
Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
In a hoodie (I can walk anywhere I want)
Donít shoot me (I can do anything I want)

Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
In a hoodie (I can walk anywhere I want)
Donít shoot me (I can do anything I want)

(Verse)
Iím sick and Iím nauseous
This is obnoxious
Even though that itís obvious
How free the compartments
We was reaching for freedom
Now weíre seeking out justice
Then they get away with it
Like they paid off the judges
Mom and dad cryin
Sad that their son died
Itís killers on TV
Telling these foolish lies
My ronic is advertised
I bomb it on genocide
They takin away pressure lot
Gotta come from my daughterís eye
And this relief repetedly
I feel like they keep beating me
Itís 1957!
They killing people sisters Lee
I feel this all so vividly
Iím losing my identity
Your world is in a crisis
Gotta want what he who striken me

(Hook)
Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
In a hoodie (I can walk anywhere I want)
Donít shoot me (I can do anything I want)

Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
In a hoodie (I can walk anywhere I want)
Donít shoot (I can do anything I want)

(Verse)
I walk the streets of my hood
No flexin, J cool it
Makin juice and some Skittles
So why did he shoot me?
It was for innocent livin
Them blows were given
I donít know how he was driven
To the point of no feelin
See I donít play with folk chillin
So why you come following me?
Itís self-defense
Ainít nobody harming me
Black and starving,
So you call us retarded
Man we build the new skills
Like Malcolm and Martin
We donít listen to a sharpener
Iímma be the starter
You talkin bout a circus
We do this for a purpose
The world is filled with pottery
People speaking utterly
Iím bout to bail all
And donít care about who goes with me

(Hook)
Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
In a hoodie (I can walk anywhere I want)
Donít shoot (I can do anything I want)

Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
Iím Trayvon Martin, Iím Trayvon Martin
In a hoodie (I can walk anywhere I want)
Donít shoot (I can do anything I want)

(Outro)
He pressed that pistol into Trayvon Martinís chest and pulled the trigger
And thenÖ as the smoke and the smell of that fatal gunshot rose into a rainy Sunday Sanford night
Trayvon Martin Ė 21 days removed from his 16th year was facedown in wet grass laboring through his final breaths

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