Hands Up

[Intro: Daye Jack]

I'm feeling broken

Hopeless

No one to hold me

Love me

The world so controlling 

I'll show ya

People been dying 

Crying 

[Hook: Daye Jack]

Living with my head down 

Hands up

No no don't shoot don't shoot

No no don't shoot

Living with my head down 

Hands up

No no don't shoot don't shoot

No no don't shoot

[Verse 1: Daye Jack]

I want to live forever angel here to hold my head up 

Don aggravated man in blue my death is on the schedule

Looking at a mirror skin is burning living in a kettle

Grew up in a melting pot black child going mental 

Brothers underground who's next feel the venom 

These snakes ain't tame moving independent (police) 

Without a leash, all my niggas falling by the several

Calling on a angel at the pearly gate saying hello

[Hook: Daye Jack]

Living with my head down 

Hands up

No no don't shoot don't shoot

No no don't shoot

Living with my head down 

Hands up

No no don't shoot don't shoot

No no don't shoot

[Bridge: Daye Jack]

Hold on shooter

Don't forget your gun

Papa told ya you wouldn't die so young

No no no loser

Couldn't this win one

You not a soldier, boy you need to run

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]

Maybe, the kid that you refer to as a thug

Is just somebody else's baby

A baby, a ba-ba-ba-ba-baby

[?] why mom go crazy

When she see her baby laying facedown on the burning pavement, Amen

Can I get an Amen? (Amen) Get behind me Satan

That's some shit I heard my grandma say

But the devil working overtime and never take vacay

And you might have to let the devil know

That you will spray AK

In the neighbour, women, child, that community you stay

Move with the mind of Malcolm and your heart is MLK

Meaning nonviolence surely is the right and proper way

But if a devil do you harm, then that devil die today

Black Lives Matter, tired of boys dying, tired of moms and dads crying

Tired of being passed [?]

Tired of being in a private Palestine

Time ticking on tomorrow, we ain't got a lotta

I pray the prayers pardon Assata

[Bridge: Daye Jack]

I'm feeling wounded

Weeping

This body bruising

Hurting 

Thought I was chosen 

A new man

No one had told me

I'm falling

[Hook: Daye Jack]

Living with my head down 

Hands up

No no don't shoot don't shoot

No no don't shoot

Living with my head down 

Hands up

No no don't shoot don't shoot

No no don't shoot

Living with my head down 

Hands up

No no don't shoot don't shoot

No no don't shoot