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Polo G - Last Man Standing (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Polo G
Polo G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter
Jahmere Tylon
Jahmere Tylon
Songwriter
James Patrick Frank
James Patrick Frank
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Ayo
DJ Ayo
Producer
FrankGotThePack
FrankGotThePack
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Thomas McLaren
Thomas McLaren
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ayo Uh-uh, uh-uh No more revolutionaries, it's just fuck the opps, ignore the peace Died in the hood, he never left with so much more to see Heard the news 'bout him, really hurt me to my core for weeks The other side and 12 huntin' while we explore the streets Jealous of my melanin, will make you human more than me They threatin' us, oppressin' us, we 'posed to play that cordially Thinkin' 'bout that shit, like what if George is me? Justice fucked up, it's them, sit back and watch them torture me Like why you ain't gon' help me, just recordin' me? Feel pressure, then I'm shootin', final seconds out the quarter, three 'Cause I be damned if I let a pig put a fork in me The feds knockin', that just mean the devil at the door for me I just hope the Lord with me They tried to change the rules But shit ain't goin' how they planned it Guarantee you I'm gon' be the last man standing Officer down, bodies droppin', them shells landin' Chi-town leader' like Fred Hampton, uh Them babies starvin', their parents can't even afford Pampers No wonder why it's hustle or die, and clap hammers He dropped out of school, he only speakin' that trap grammar They teachin' us lies, them facts scatter Don't want us with self love, missin' history, ain't got answers So they ain't promotin' the black Jesus or black Santa Know our day'll arise when we see through all of the propaganda On that front line, fist balled like Black Panther Starin' in the eyes of a nigga-hatin' cracker Like why the fuck I gotta prove to you my black ass matters? No, really, why the fuck we still marchin'? Badge abusers still sparkin' 'Cause my skin color, I've seen real darkness They tried to change the rules But shit ain't goin' how they planned it Guarantee you I'm gon' be the last man standing Officer down, bodies droppin', them shells landin' Chi-town leader' like Fred Hampton, uh
Writer(s): Jahmere Tylon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, James Patrick Frank Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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