Daye Jack - Hands Up lyrics

[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 d**h 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 n***as 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: k**er 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 sh** 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 pa**ed [?] 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