Theory Hazit - American Crime lyrics

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Theory Hazit - American Crime lyrics

[Verse 1: Theory Hazit] (Is it a crime?) It must be cause I'm laying here My body's getting cold, I'm losing blood, I'm losing love My skin is my sin, I was breathing while being African A crooked cop and a bullet ended my contract and it's a (crime) Follow rules and you blind, eat on the swine Keep in mind, know the truth cause they lie We ain't designed for the system cause the system designed For certain kinds, certified, I shouldn't be so surprised They murder minds, it's a (crime) I'll never get to see you old and gray They get away with this, so they take then go and celebrate How we supposed to elevate? We loco when we see each other in the street Now me and you have this unofficial beef (Crime) doesn't pay when you stretched out on the stretcher Folks record it on they video phone instead of helping Distracted by the media, crazy as it seems I'm lucky if I get hooked up to a machine (Is it a crime?) [Hook: Theory Hazit & The Betweenagers] You said you'd never leave me Though our love was never easy We were supposed to grow together I thought we had forever My love was immeasurable But you will never know cause you would turn around After you shot me down, bang bang [Verse 2: Theory Hazit] (Is it a crime) cause I loved you more than he did? I never put my hands on you, I never cheated Got tired of you trolling my line, told you to beat it My heart was in your blind spot, too bad you didn't see it That's a (crime), I ain't even try to fight with you I was seriously wanting to do life with you Dropped everything, even left my wife for you Got drunk, ate brownies, and got high with you Out of my element, dabbled in dirt, you wasn't helpin' I was bent on being hell-bent, but you called it selfish Moving forward while I'm thinking backwards You didn't trust me even after you had my pa**words At least I made parole, what a release! Cause I felt like I was in a relationship with the police It's part of my confession, God I learned my lesson Your accusations revive the rhetorical question: (Is it a crime?) [Hook]