Gil - Riot 2.0 Lyrics

2020 and we’re deep inside the blasphemy
Where I’m looking for a place the cops can’t bother me
This is oblivious, no peace only catastrophe
A time when protests have turned into a robbing spree
This is not peace, this is a riot
Make it back in one piece, this shit is violent
This is just a dead end, you will get blinded
Though I’m all for protests, we won’t stay quiet
Look at all the stores you wreckin’, homie I reckon
Think about the people who own it for ‘bout a second
I know you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs
Rest in peace legend, shoutout X
Tired of people hating on me ‘cause of my religion
Tired of all the misconceptions all about my region
Tired of people murdering without any reason
Tired of skin tone being a factor that can get you beaten
This is shit I just wanted to say
One more thing I wanted to address
‘Cause that shit is a mess, yeah
Yeah I’m not from the streets, I don’t know none about
But when I turn on the news that’s all I hear about
You claim you look for the justice but carry guns around
Then you pull up and shoot and spray just another round
When you do that I wonder what’s on your fucking mental
That makes you bring out the devil and gift god one more angel
Why don’t you think about family or something sentimental
Think ‘bout mother, your brother, don’t be so detrimental
That’s what you wanted? Man, I think you got it
But one thing is for sure- that shit is unproductive
No respect, no clout, no hoes and no bread
The only thing in return is that someone dead
I’m out, yuh

2020 and we’re deep inside the blasphemy
Where I’m looking for a place the cops can’t bother me
This is oblivious, no peace only catastrophe
A time when protests have turned into a robbing spree
This is not peace, this is a riot
Make it back in one piece, this shit is violent
This is just a dead end, you will get blinded
Though I’m all for protests, we won’t stay quiet
Look at all the stores you wreckin’, homie I reckon
Think about the people who own it for ‘bout a second
I know you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs
Rest in peace legend, shoutout X
Tired of people hating on me ‘cause of my religion
Tired of all the misconceptions all about my region
Tired of people murdering without any reason
Tired of skin tone being a factor that can get you beaten
This is shit I just wanted to say
One more thing I wanted to address
‘Cause that shit is a mess, yeah
Yeah I’m not from the streets, I don’t know none about
But when I turn on the news that’s all I hear about
You claim you look for the justice but carry guns around
Then you pull up and shoot and spray just another round
When you do that I wonder what’s on your fucking mental
That makes you bring out the devil and gift god one more angel
Why don’t you think about family or something sentimental
Think ‘bout mother, your brother, don’t be so detrimental
That’s what you wanted? Man, I think you got it
But one thing is for sure- that shit is unproductive
No respect, no clout, no hoes and no bread
The only thing in return is that someone dead
I’m out, yuh