He Shot Me

[Verse 1] I tell this story like a Rasta of a sister shot by coppers Outside the home, they at the door—nobody cared to knock it Dreamin' wit' her honey—it was shockin', it's so surprisin' Midnight, the door rockin', battle ram, nobody talkin' "Who is it?" her honey barkin'—who breakin' in our apartment? Silence As the man of home, he know he had to cock it He let one ring out as a warnin'; they then shot in thirty-two times She dyin'; like Bob Marley, he cryin' out— [Chorus] I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy He shot me Nobody cares whеn these black bodies pilе up in the street They shot me [Verse 2] Bullets burn; they Holocaust us, ashes to our daughters Pray our sons have granddaughters and live to be grandfathers Dedicated to Assata, broke our fourth chakra In memory of the Rasta who forewarned us for Breonna We still dealin' wit' the trauma, prayin' for the mommas Civil suits, they give us loot, but ain't no healin' in the commas They lie and they lie and they lie on us We the only ones that truly, really cry for us Time and time again, we gotta fight for us The sheriff and the deputies—they got they rifles up As Sean Bell laid bleedin', never got married for reason Fifty shots, he was murdered by the cops, singin'— [Chorus] I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy He shot me Nobody cares when these black bodies pile up in the street They shot me I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy He shot me Nobody cares when these black bodies pile up in the street They shot me