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Friday, June 5, 2020
Music RIOT: Meek Mill, DKs, Tee Grizzley
(Tee Grizzley feat. Queen Naija and members of the Detroit Youth Choir) ℗ 2020 300 Entertainment. Released on 2020-06-05. Parental warning: Explicit lyrics!
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This song may be interpreted as critical of officers and the way they choose to conduct themselves, which is their karma (intentional action). So let's include a pro-police perspective from HBO's "Last Week Tonight" and the Deceased Kurses' "Riot" or "Police Can Riot All That They Please."
Police Accountability: Last Week Tonight (HBO, 10/2/16) John Oliver discusses the systems in place that fail to investigate or hold police officers accountable for their violent and criminal misconduct.
Police Can RIOT
Jello Biafra (Dead Kennedys)
(DKs) LYRICS: "Rioting, the unbeatable high/ Adrenaline shoots your nerves to the sky/ Everyone knows this town is gonna blow/ And it's all gonna blow right now// Now you can smash all the windows that you want/ All you really need are some friends and a rock/ Throwing a brick never felt so damn good/ Smash more glass/ Scream with a laugh/ And wallow with the crowds/ Watch them kicking people's ass// But you get to the place/ Where the real slave drivers live/ It's walled off by the riot squad/ Aiming guns right at your head/ So you turn right around/ And play right into their hands/ And set your own neighborhood/ Burning to the ground instead// [CHORUS] Riot/ The unbeatable high/ Riot/ Shoots your nerves to the sky/ Riot/ Playing into their hands/ Tomorrow you're homeless/ Tonight it's a blast// Get your kicks in quick/ They're callin' the National Guard/ Now could be your only chance/ To torch a police car/ Climb the roof, kick the siren in/ And jump and yelp for joy/ Quickly, dive back in the crowd/ Slip away, now don't get caught/ Let's loot the spiffy hi-fi store/ Grab as much as you can hold/ Pray your full arms don't fall off/ Here comes the owner with a gun/ [Chorus]// The barricades spring up from nowhere/ Cops in helmets line the lines/ Shotguns prod into your bellies/ The trigger fingers want an excuse/ Now/ The raging mob has lost its nerve/ There's more of us but who goes first/ No one dares to cross the line/ The cops know that they've won/ It's all over but not quite/ The pigs have just begun to fight/ They club your heads, kick your teeth/ Police can riot all that they please/ [Chorus]// Tomorrow you're homeless/ Tonight it's a blast..."
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