TKO - Berries & Cherries lyrics
rate meft. Stalley
Like what the fuck we gonna do now?
I speak the shit for asking granny Michal Brown
No justice, no pieces what they yelling?
Let’s start to a bailing cuz we ain’t by what they selling
No coppers and rollers, they pist the hoer
They put that shit straight on your krill
Ain’t got no feeling and you be just chilling
You’ll be like my nigga it’s real
I’ll be so hard you can’t deal
I may let go on their will
You try to hold up, you just fall out
But all of my niggas is twick
Run up, get done up cuz you know you on front of
We after basins like John
All black just as hot the summer
Hey look I know you don’t like me
Cuz they trilling like skin
Boy you know you just like me
Cuz we both bleed the same
Most will be for the people but choose and cricky ass cop
When you treat us like equals that’s when the violence gonna stop
I try to feel like I’m Tray but you know like ain’t a movie
And I won’t put my hands up but I know you probably shutting
(Fuck that, shit cuz I ain’t the one
With a bug motherfucker with a bigger gun)
Berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Be-berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Gotta live for something or you just living for something
Berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Be-berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Take this hit and take the serve
But they don’t fallow their word
You already know for, for all team
All Ohio stand up
My mind on the revolution
Hand on the rightful
Hooded down and get all black
Ready to die for Michal
Enough is enough here, we done living fair
Sick of see all women in tear for losing their sons
From a gun of a quickie cop
To the game of a restless
They feel and they use as stacks
Afraid the lord gives us tugs
Try to kills us soft, they want it black and then it stink
They’ll shot you if you blink
They to stay on your ground
But what it really is they killing kids
While they stand and smile
Another teenage black out from what they said it suppose to be
Just a simple pat out when the community pack out
They called it simple minded and (?)
Gorilla refuel jease and national guard so I have
Just a commons all down
And see a piece inside of things but it’s coming out bluer
Cuz mister officer, mister officer
All you want to do is put this on cuffin sir
(Fuck that, shit cuz I ain’t the one
With a bug motherfucker with a bigger gun)
Berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Be-berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Gotta live for something or you just living for something
Berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Be-berries & cherries
Berries & cherries
Take this hit and take the serve
But they don’t fallow their word
This way on your shoulder I know that we like a tone
That’s why I live with my gun until I’m one with the sun
Hey look he grow up a bitch
He use to get his ass with
So then he took some classes
And now he swinging badges
Looking in a eye if a sinner, he got this on agenda
They kill our babies like Brandon and tell us all the simmer
Yeah they cops gonna run on your spot
Don’t give a fuck if you kissed ‘em or not
Ay then you wake up with no racks
But they pulling and swinging them blocks
Won’t fallow you color of your skin or what you driving
His sorrows like shining, drag you down and treat you like a paring
I know they don’t love us, they want a son on covers
They try to play us like puppets, then go out to the public
Acting no questions, they shut
Wandering way we all lose
They run up in jail and throw up some slams
I guess piece was just an illusion
Let it buy a barrel and find over grill and chatter
Just know we never pales and cuz his words won’t live forever
