Prototype [Burghtown] - What U Gonna Do [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Sheldon Ingram]
These pictures were taken at the hospital. His eye is swollen shut...and so is the side of his jaw. Pieces of his hair were ripped out and scratches are on his face

[Jordan Miles]
The beating was so bad I thought I was gonna die

[Intro: Gift Money]
Yeah...it's a protect own policy, know what I'm saying
What up J Miles...we got you man
Must protect your own at all means necessary
That's what they would do
You gotta dig that...know what I'm saying
Aye

[Hook: Gift Money]
When it goes down what you gone do
Turn the other cheek or ride for your crew
Stand for nothing and you fall for anything
I'm down to ride how about you
What you gone do

[Verse 1: Gift Money]
I heard the other night, a situation went down and it wasn't right
He damn near lost his life
A model citizen, good grades, from the hood
Police stopped him, about what, about some drugs
Now see the problem was, there was no drugs there
No gun, just bruises, no drugs there
Who gone police the police for what they done
He had hair missing, oh you see the pictures son
Where's the justice...3 officers with 3 guns against a young man
Who didn't even have one
Charge with a crime yet, when he was a victim of brutality and digress
Of pigs who be spineless
Where the church, where the thugs, where the congress
The community, we all tryna progress
Stand for nothing you fall for anythang
We do nothing, who can we blame

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Jasiri X]
I am Jordan Miles, police are more than foul
Why ya'll wanna kill our babies like an aborted child
Then come to the court and smile, cause they know before the trial
They made up some stories how them black men was surely wild
Plenty police brutality, prize but they ignore the foul
Let a brother have one misdemeanor what them report us how
Military state, they trained in new world order style
Armored tanks locking the boarders down for a quarter mile
To the lord I vow, had over my aorta
I'll stand for our son and daughters proud cause we need warriors now
I am Oscar Grant, no love for cops that can't
Tell between a gun and a taser before they shot his back
What kinda crock is that, how long will we watch and act
Like our people ain't getting beat down...this ain't no boxing match
Holla at OneHood...we organized, fortified
Later for all them wannabe gangstas scared to reportalize

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Prototype]
So we sober and the lights flash
And we pull over to the shoulder
Are you holding, I'm like no sir
Ayo be easy...I got a thousand stories, real talk, peep this
Ayo, police on the heat seek
Want me on route to the precinct
As I walk through the park, they hop out
Of the car, on the hunt and it's unmarked
With the heat in they palm too
And they scream out yo freeze, who you
In the night though, with they riffle
On the other end with Decyple, with no ice on, but I'm too cool
What's the problem officer
Yeah we looking for a villain...and you fit the description
In your all black, with your goatee and your melanin
Is you trippin'
If you move, I'm uh tase you
What's ya game and ya name and ya angle
Where the drugs at...are you buzzed
What's ya hobby...and do you like hockey
What's that got to do with me...I'm uh need me the NAAC...
P-R...T-O...T-Y to the P-E
And they greasy...be easy

[Hook]

[Outro: Geisha]
Bail bonds is at an all time high
Blunt sales is through the roof
Rappers making millions off of liquor sales, 40 to 80 proof
But what you gone do
Smoke a blunt, drink them brews
Well we as a people's getting restless
Warrior cries screaming for justice
Leagues of our own can't get equal support like it's just us
Can't get equal support like it's just us