Lyrics Black and Blue - Bizzle
See
me,
I′ve
been
an
officer
for
seventeen
years
It
was
popular
when
I
started,
the
kids
wanted
to
be
us
But
now
I'm
watchin′
'em
offer
up
middle
fingers
when
we
pull
up
You'd
think
I
was
harmin′
′em,
but
we
still
come
when
they
call
us
I
put
my
life
on
the
line,
every
night
I'm
behind
this
badge
And
I
ride
through
yo′
'hood
to
prevent
the
crime
that′s
inside
You
want
justice
and
peace,
and
that's
what
we
try
to
provide
But
when
we
try,
you
pick
the
criminal
side
every
time
Until
it′s
one
of
mine,
that's
like
the
only
time
you
comply
But
any
other
time,
you
look
me
in
my
eye
and
you
lie
You
only
want
accountability
when
it's
me
But
other
times
you
lie
to
keep
your
dollars
and
killers
free
You
act
like
we
the
ones
causing
chaos
in
the
streets
Like
if
we
leave,
the
killin′
′ll
cease,
and
it'll
be
sweet
But
we
both
know
that
that
ain′t
the
truth
Imagine
protectin'
those
that
hated
you
Well,
I
guess
in
your
own
way,
you
do
I
just
feel
misunderstood
And
if
you
could,
take
a
minute
just
to
see
it
my
way
And
even
if
we
just
agree
to
disagree,
at
least
you′ll
see
why
I'm
thinkin′
this
way
I
got
a
family
in
the
crib,
I'm
just
tryin'
to
make
it
home
tonight
We
just
all
tryin′
to
live,
man,
I
gotta
make
it
home
tonight
Uh,
dear
Mr.
Officer,
if
I
could
get
a
minute
to
talk
to
ya
Maybe
offer
some
insight
or
bounce
a
couple
things
off
of
ya
It′s
a
disconnect,
I
feel
like
you
get
a
check
to
disrespect
To
me,
my
fit
is
fresh,
I
guess
to
you,
my
image
is
a
threat
Maybe
I
remind
you
of
some
sucker
that
you
busted
once
Or
maybe
you
been
at
it
for
so
long
that
you're
becomin′
numb
You
uphold
the
law,
but
tell
me,
what's
that
supposed
to
mean
to
me?
Well,
once
upon
a
time,
that
law
punished
me
for
bein′
me
Yeah,
you
got
your
good
cops
and
bad
cops
But
if
the
good
cop
don't
check
the
bad
cop,
to
me
you
both
black
ops
You
coverin′
for
that
cop,
so
why
should
I
believe
you?
You
live
by
the
same
no-snitchin'
rules
that
we
do
Now
who's
protectin′
evil,
or
does
that
not
apply
to
you?
Maybe
you
different,
maybe
I
should
stop
profilin′
you
You
judgin'
me,
I′m
judgin'
you,
my
color
black,
your
color
blue
Guess
now
you
know
how
it
feels
to
be
judged
by
your
color
too
I
just
feel
misunderstood
And
if
you
could,
take
a
minute
just
to
see
it
my
way
And
even
if
we
just
agree
to
disagree,
at
least
you′ll
see
why
I'm
thinkin′
this
way
I
got
a
family
in
the
crib,
I'm
just
tryin'
to
make
it
home
tonight
We
just
all
tryin′
to
live,
man,
I
gotta
make
it
home
tonight
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