Black kid speach
Hey yall finna explain who i am before i post this poem. It might be a little bad i just made it off the speach that all parents tell they black kids. Im 14 i mad this when i was 13 and i like rap and poems so enjoy.
Cops are out here to protect
but i object
shoot down a black person
nd claim he was a suspect
Put your hands on the wheel
and dont reach down
you better listen to that cop
even if hes a clown
dont reach for your id
if you got friends and family u still wanna see
cause sadly these cops just wont let us be
weither ur 5 or 95
be careful cause sum these cops dont want us alive
when they say freeze put your hands up
dont put your hands down
or theyll shoot you with 13 rounds
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