Artist: Killer Mike
Album:  R.A.P. Music
Song:   Don't Die
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com

[Dick Gregory]
"How come with the thousands of black cops in America
 You ain't never picked up the paper, turned on the TV, or the news
 and seen white folk crying, because this black cop
 shot my loved one in the back of the head.. (that's right)
 cause he thought the cellphone was a gun
 How come you don't see it? You think black cops is, mo' spiritual? 
 You think they're better qualified? NAH! They got enough sense 
 to know that white folks ain't gon' to tolerate it
 And the only reason they do to us what they do cause you tolerate it
 (Amen) Okay, I'm not tellin you don't chastise these young'ns! 
 But I ain't seein you chastise the police!!"

[Killer Mike]
Hahahahahaha! Real bad guy shit
Hahahahaha! Livin like a villain
Never chillin haha, heavy influence on your chill'un, YEA!

I woke up this morning to a cop with a gun
Who told me that he lookin for a nigga on the run
I thought for a second and I screwed my face
And asked them dirty pigs, "Why the fuck you in my place?!"
They said, "Chill or we kill, this is a warning"
Then I told 'em, "FUCK YOU!! Where is the warrant?"
Then they got to punchin and kickin and masin
Then the Whole situation went Larry Davis
Thinkin 'bout my lady and thinkin 'bout my baby
Thinkin, "Is these motherfuckin pigs goin crazy?!"
They wanna kill a nigga cause a nigga on this rap shit
Wanna leave me dead on a mattress, Hampton
I'm a +Public Enemy+ because I'm +Cold Lampin'+
And I don't give a FUCK about a party in The Hamptons
And I don't give a FUCK about a muh'fuckin Forbes List
Far as I’m concerned, that's a muh'fuckin whores list

"Motherfucker, my dad was a cop
 You don't think I know a dirty-ass cop when I see one?
 Shake-down, take-down, disrespectin-the-badge-ass-BITCH!"

Back to the scene, goin wild in the bedroom
Grab the cop's gun, left 'em leakin with a head wound
Second cop shot, but the bullet hit his partner
Shot 'em in the leg and he hit a main arter-y
Now the dirty cops lookin at me
Talkin 'bout he kill a nigga if I try to flee
SHIIIT! I'm about to lose it, so he gon' have to prove it
All cause the government hate rap music
I've been labeled outlaw, renegade, villain
So was Martin King, so the system had to kill 'em
A +Nigga Wit an Attitude+, the world gotta feel 'em
Educated villain, intent on livin
If I gotta kill a coppa just to make it out a building
That motherfucker gettin left dead, no feelings
Yellin "FUCK HIM!" as I buck a 45 at his feelings
Tryin to knock his brains through the motherfuckin ceiling

"Hey bruh, hey bruh I'm in some trouble, okay?
 I gotta be gone for a minute, just call my ol' man
 It's real deep shit, it's fucked up, I shot a cop"

When I surface on the streets I can hear the crowd yellin
And see the neighborhood snitches pointin and tellin
I'm bailin like a felon or Assata Shakur
Before the law leave me stinkin like a bag of manure
Like Jeriko One in the movie "Strange Days"
They want a nigga dead cause the thangs that I say
Might make the youth go and pick up an AK
Tell the government, "Fuck YOU! No way!"
Like John Connor mama I be runnin everyday
Cause if I get caught it's my life they terminate
or stick me in a cell on Guantanamo Bay
All because a nigga won't submit and obey
I'll be an outlaw before I ever behave
I'll die a free man before I live like a slave
And nothing changes, if they catch me today
"Fuck the police!" is still all I gotta say