Stop running!
Stop running!
We just want to talk
Stop running!
Stop running!
We think it’s your fault
We saw you at the jobsite
We know what you did
You committed the crimes
You ran and you hid
We’ve got the proof
And the truck to arrest
We know the truth
And your hide we’ll get get
You ain’t no peach
But a plum to the core
Our true president knows
He knows the score
What hate? we’re just doing our jobs
The police are busy with your angry mobs
My son, my friend and I are jury and judge
Who needs the police when I have my truck and my gun?
Don’t move. don’t fight back!
Kyle said it’s self defense
And by God that’s going to be our tact.
Arrested? for what?
You committed the crime.
A trio of murder. Really?
We have to do the time?
Yes, because unlike you,
We have impartial jurors and
Scales of justice that are blind.
R.I.P. Ahmaud Arbery
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