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▶ GET THIS SONG ON iTUNES - ▶ FOLLOW ON TWITTER - ▶ CONNECT ON FACEBOOK - ▶ LISTEN ON SPOTIFY - ▶ BITCOIN - 1CeXM2teB5cWqRapGhKdUye9Lhktk3CGAS ▶ REMIX THIS - Vocal Stems - ▶ FREE MP3 - SHARE ▶ LYRICS - ▶ FOLLOW Bump - ▶ SUBSCRIBE Bump - ♥♥♥ Money from this song will be donated to ♥♥♥ Justice for Baby Bou Bou - This clip has been mirrored from robhustle channel with Rob's permission and blessing. Please do as I have done and consider donating to Baby Bou Bou (link above with the hearts), victim of a police GRENADE ffs. If you like this clip and wish to subscribe, please subscribe to robhustle channel here: The video is taken from this page on his channel here: Mike Hustle says: Money from sales will be donated to support Baby Bou Bou, the baby who was hit by the SWAT team grenade. You can also help by downloading the FREE mp3 and sharing it with your friends! Also, for any artists or activists watching, this track is available as creative commons with attribution, non-commercial license ( ). Please feel free to use it in your efforts. If I can help you, feel free to contact me via Facebook. More projects are in the works. THANK YOU!!! LYRICS: [Chorus - Rob Hustle Bump] This is what happens when you call the cops (x3) You get your rights violated or you all get shot [Rob Hustle - Verse 1] I'm sick of people getting victimized by criminal cops Psychopathic predators terrorizing neighborhood blocks Equipped with pepper spray, mace, cuffs tasers and Glocks They like serial killers acting out subliminal thoughts Forget what you're taught These cops have got a license to kill Witness intimidation means that they can use it at will Code of silence means that the pigs'll never let out a squeal And if they go to court they know the judge'll make em a deal For real... That's why they stoppin me, lockin me up and stompin me Confiscating my property, targeting my demography Making the poor commodities, profiting off of poverty Enforcing policies supporting prison economies Yeah No one makes money when the violence stops Hate and brutality's the way to make a criminal crop Blood in the gutter's how the rich butter their bread at the top That's why this is what happens when you call the cops Come on! [Chorus - Bump] [Bump - Verse 2] I'm mixed up in the system and these pigs's trying to murder me They mace me, they tase me, they trained em to hate me Degrade and detain me in chains just like slavery Hands up, face down, left hook, right quick Throw you down, hold you down, smack you with that night stick Night shift, ridin round, see you with ya J's on You'll get sprayed on over skittles Word to Trayvon All the people sayin is it's crazy down in Florida What you sayin, is you playin? It's the same in California They gangin like they bangin and they'll hang you down in Georgia Frame you in the cage for what you say without a lawyer Swarmin with no warnin, now they sortin through ya residence Storm in with no warrant now they snortin all the evidence You better just, learn to dodge or box Cuz this is what happens when you call the cops Come on! [Chorus - Rob Hustle] [Rob Hustle - Verse 3] “We got a baby in the living room“ Get the grenades. Pull the pin, throw it in the crib, blow him away “There's a homeless guy camping here“ Well tell him to pack. When he gets up and starts leaving, shoot the bum in the back “This guy rolled through a stop sign“ That's drugs for sale. Get some doctors to rape him, send him a bill in the mail “We got a black man knocking on a white woman's door“ Well 10 shots point blank, he ain't gonna knock no more LOOK! The problem starts at the academy New cadets are indoctrinated with a military mentality With them as the soldiers and us as the people they're battling We're either collateral damage or combat fatalities Either way the reality's that it's not gonna stop Cuz this is what happens when you call the cops THIS is what happens when you call the cops COME ON THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU CALL THE COPS
