One Four Love Pt. 2 Lyrics - Cappadonna

[Shyheim] 

The precinct is crooked, my man got grabbed up 

Had cracks on him worth about a bullet 

They just took it, asked him questions like, "Where's the guns?" 

They tried to cheat him to tell them where was Un 

The God ten deep in a red fifteen passenger 

Guns out when they jumped out, pointed at us 

Here comes, what they call a procedure 

Slammin us against a gate, cuffin us before they beat us 

[Channel Live] 

It's like they can't trust us, they wanna bust us 

and crush us, they sayin f' us, there's no peace, no just-us 

They claim to protect us, they serve and they wreck us 

Never respect us, arrest us and always stress us 

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To see the Devil die is my purpose of to live up 

Self-determinance is the must, I practice Kool G jog-a-leos 

Free your mind and yo *bitch* is sure to follow 

and free will come to lock it down, look out for tips thats hollow 

[Wise Intelligent (of Poor Righteous Teachers)] 

It's P.I.T. supreno 

Mix it down, dedicated to Steve Feliciano 

Directored that steam and gouge Danno 

F' the five-oh pronto, 'cause I know 

First head to take the white and burst lead 

Never did but might have to do it 

Lies twenty-five, hollow shots in a pro-active unit 

7-A, M-J, stop the BS movement, that's how we do it 

Mobilize the people, conscious *niggas* get to it 

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[Chorus: Mos Def (of Black Star)] 

My people unite and let's all get down 

We got to have one love, peace and understandin 

One God, one love, one life 

One aim, one voice, one fight 

[Chorus 2: Mos Def] 

My people unite, hop up and do a right 

We got to have one love, peace and understandin 

One God, one love, one life 

One aim, one voice, one fight 

My people unite, hop up and do a right (echoes) 

Keep it tight y'all, do it right y'all 

[Cappadonna] 

Yo, forget police brutality, I worked for a salary 

and did time for a crime I didn't commit 

They tried to beat me in my head, make a brotha submit 

Hit me in the face with sticks, lockin me down for bein around 

Still remember, never surrender into the beast 

The man, peace for Diallo 

My reality is to fight back police brutality 

[Crunch Lo (of Othorized F.A.M.)] 

Mr. Officer got my trapped in a dark corridor 

Long hallway, they in luck with the gunplay 

Swing knight sticks, run thicker than Bloods and Crips 

Harass mad cats and it don't make sense 

Roll around in dark tints, fiendin to match finger prints 

Search me down everyday and you still ain't content 

[Rock (of Heltah Skeltah)] 

Oh-oh-oh-oh 

Calm your nerves down, bop your heads too high 

Let 'em know Rock, stop wonderin why you keep gettin knocked 

'cause you a part time dealer, prob'ly a part time pops 

Not a part time killer, but them dudes is full time cops 

Make a hustle stupid, you half *ass* black acts 

Stack, use your head for than a hat rack, Jack 

Start runnin your life instead of runnin the streets 

Runnin your mouth, oh yeah, stop runnin from beasts 

[Chorus x4]