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