Wooden Box Paroles

Know a better way to keep my wrist on freeze
And they just profilin' from skin color to cloth stylin'
And they just throw sirens or hope that we go silent
And if you don't, then they show violence

And there's another brother in a wooden box
Layed out in dress clothes
Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
Every time I turn around
I turn around, it's another brother in a wooden box
Layed out in dress clothes
Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
Every time I turn around
I see another mother's mascara rainin' down

And we just want justice from cops that just won't bust us
Bitch police, we ain't sayin' nothin' to the bitch police
Snitchin' where I'm coming from will get you pieced
We ain't doin' nothing, why must I freeze?
If you wanna search me, you can frisk on these
Just another brother in a wooden box
Layed out in dress clothes
Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
Every time I turn around
I turn around, it's another brother in a wooden box
Layed out in dress clothes
Shot by policemen, you know how the rest goes
Every time I turn around
I see another mother's mascara rainin' down

Every time I turn around, mhm