Lyrics World War 3 - Trey Posey

It's the police, freeze
Please get down your knees
Nigga
All that I see on the screen
Violence and brutality
It's world war 3 in these streets
Bodies droppin' on the floor
Ask me why I ain't sure, sure
Look on TV then look out the Door
Outside it's a war, war

Wars going on
Can't stay calm
Need to stay home, everybody Clinchin' chrome
Or steel for real they'll hit you in Your dome
Full blown blow your brains and Get a nigga gone
Some niggas is prone to that life
But every nigga ain't quite like That
Still the police try to fight blacks
We ain't even fight back
You gon' need a toe tag or an ice Pack (Damn)
How come a black dude is a Criminal
But a white murderers Depression is clinical
And his mental health conditions Are critical
And his parents love for him was minimal
A white guy walks by, he's damn Near invisible
If he was black everyone getting Tense fasho
Why is that typical
We just be living tho, til the cops Pull up and make our lives Difficult like

It's the police, freeze
Please get down your knees
Nigga
All that I see on the screen
Violence and brutality
It's world war 3 in these streets
Bodies dropping on the floor
Ask me why I ain't sure, sure
Look on TV then look out the Door
Outside it's a war, war
Yeah it's the police, freeze
Please get down on your knees
Nigga
(Woop woop)
It's the police, freeze
Please get down your knees
Nigga
All that I see on the screen
Violence and brutality
It's world war 3 in these streets
Bodies dropping on the floor
Ask me why I ain't sure, sure
Look on TV then look out the Door
Outside it's a war, war

Forced to step out the car door By the force
And they force you to get on the floor for a poor, or No reason
You get a beating, shots fired You bleeding
Not breathing
That is just blasphemy
All this brutality, it's such a Tragedy
It actually saddens me
What is their strategy
In a field of agony
We just keep battling but
I like to live, not survive
Sometimes I live in my mind
I'm living while people dying
I'm livid cause all the crime
I'm tired of the homicide
Niggas might get robbed or
They might get caught up
Tryna make dollar for they Daughter
Might get stopped or they might Get locked up
Until that officer off ya

At war with ourselves
Give us attention cause we need Some help
Give us a blessing cause we are in Hell
Trapped in our minds, locked in A cell
Locked in ourselves, no one can Tell
Wars outside and inside now
It's parallel, I feel compelled to Yell
Shit, they tryna tear us down Quick, the thunderstorm hit, I Wish that it missed
Now we can't find our way out The mist
In the midst of the struggle and
We ain't done nothing, they think That we resist arrest
Clinch my motherfuckin' fist
The way that they treat us got Me fuckin' pissed
We damn near need assistance
But don't nobody give a shit
I can't even breathe, I can't even Live
I can't even stand, I can't even sit
I can't do anything cause imma Threat
You motherfuckers killing family And friends
Cops at war with the blacks
But it ain't fair cause we can't Shoot back
We gettin' attacked
Can't run cause then I'll look bad
But you can't run from the facts
We been at war with the world In fact
I really want my freedom back
How long will this last?
How long will we feel trapped?
How many times do I have to Ask?
At war with my mind
Where the thoughts reside
All these things goin' on inside
Only a part of me is dying
At least I'm still alive

Where do I hide? where do I go?
Where do I hide? Where do I Go? Where do I
Where do I hide? Where do I Go?
Where do I hide? Where do I go? Where do I hide? Where do I go?
Mmmm, no no