Onyx - Da Liquor Store [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook x8: Jasia'n]
Cops killin' niggas at the liquor store

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
He was just going to the store to get some swishers
Get a couple scratch off, sat a long day, worked his ass off
Ain't doing nothing just minding his own business
Trynna get home and watch the Heat play Memphis
Off the street he saw the one's out
For some reason, they running at him with their guns out
The store on a so he had a gun
So on the low, he picked up the phone and he called 'em once
And he ain't even have a chance
They woulda bullets in his body up and it look like it's made of [?]
Shut down like a wanted man, like his face on a wanted poster reward a hundred grand
Police killin' niggas gotta stop
The next day in the headlines, another cop shot a cop
They just thought he was another nigga
See their surprise, this nigga was a cop, he was undercover

[Hook x8: Jasia'n]
Cops killin' niggas at the liquor store

[Verse 2: Ras Kass]
Have them niggas thought interests
Alarm sound like don't be a menace
Unarmed and defenceless
This killing is senseless
They claim he had a concealed weapon
That was just a paper bag with his guinness he paid for
Still got shot with acuteness
Everyday blackless, black males on the hit list
Filmed by eyewitness, justice is blind
That bitch always find the pigs innocent
Yo, I was illegal to abuse me
Bodega, choked me to death for a loosey
Make my brain bleed at the [?]
[?] first day at the right A
Murda for being black guy on trial day
Fuck dirty harry, crooked cop make my day
Cuz if we targeted your children like that
You'd hate our race, ho, you already do that, bitch

[Hook x8: Jasia'n]
Cops killin' niggas at the liquor store

[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
Let's say I'm just an ordinary man, married and all
I'm a father, pay taxes, and I abide by the law
But damn, why I let my kid go to the store
Feels like, I just shipped him off to war
And I don't know if I'm ever gon' see him again
Or if some cop gon' kill him and take his freedom
My son is not gon' stand here and take your beating
You a cop boy second, but first we men
Blessed, for the youthfulness
Best thing I ever bought him was the bulletproof vest
Best thing I ever taught him: give what you expect
If I'm mourning by the morning It's gon' be some more death
And I swear on the bible as I testify
But turn that shit to the page that says a eye for a eye
I'm burning up a rage and I'm not gonna lie
Somebody gotta pay, gotta pay with their lives

[Hook x8: Jasia'n]
Cops killin' niggas at the liquor store