Rodney King

[Intro:Six Sev]
Rodney King, Rodney King..

[Chorus: Six Sev ]
Rodney King get my ass beat for what I believe
Hit the back street to the store for some polyseeds
See the boys coming, hit the gas with the wallabees
I ain't do nothing
Why you running?
Cause yall followed me
Rodney King get my ass beat for what I believe
Rodney King get my ass beat for what I believe
Ugh, I think I’m Rodney King

[Verse 1: Six Sev ]
Just copped some Backwoods off of 8th of Slauson
The kush my favorite medicine and Dre my favorite doctor
The prophet told me get saved but I’m just saving profits
My pops keep talking bout jobs but those just slaving options
I worked at Fox Hills, I worked at the promenade
They don’t want a nigga to eat, like it’s the Ramadan
Nah literally, had a 15 minute break
And that’s how long it take just to walk to Lemonade
Working from 10-8 , I was sort of a renegade
Hopped on that Expo line and I didn’t pay
Hoping that those crooked ass boys don’t look my way
Sir can I check your card? Had to give em a different name (call me Mr.James)
You’d do the same if you made what I’m getting paid
I know you don’t understand a thang about minimum wage
12:50, now 12 tryna get me
All cause a nigga riding free through the city like I’m

[Chorus: Six Sev ]
Rodney King get my ass beat for what I believe
Hit the back street to the store for some polyseeds
See the boys coming, hit the gas with the wallabees
I ain't do nothing
Why you running?
Cause yall followed me
Rodney King get my ass beat for what I believe
Rodney King get my ass beat for what I believe
Ugh, I think I’m Rodney King

[Verse 2: Six Sev ]
Raid a nigga house like its regular
When I say it was boys at my door I’m talking plethora
Extra, never serve protect, they just mess with us
Guns to my face, I could die if I mess this up (and they ain't find shit)
Why can’t we just all get along ?
Long time coming 'for we stop singing that song
Who’s black? Who’s white? Who’s right ? Who’s wrong?
Choose now , choose wise, Who side you on?
Got to pull me over? I’m just tryna make it home
I ain't got shit on me, I’m just tryna make it known
I’m from where personalities clash and chrome meets chrome
And if whatever they ask , tell police no
And if you can’t swim then you bound to drown
Loose lips sink ships , they took some of my homies down
Rest in peace Trayvon
We went out with a fight
And ever since I been wearing black hoodies every night

[Chorus: Six Sev ]
Rodney King get my ass beat for what I believe
Hit the back street to the store for some polyseeds
See the boys coming, hit the gas with the wallabees
I ain't do nothing
Why you running?
Cause yall followed me
Rodney King get my ass beat for what I believe
Rodney King get my ass beat for what I believe
Ugh, I think I’m Rodney King

[Outro: Rodney King ]
I just wanna say, you know, can we, can we all get along?
Can we, can we, get along, umm
Can we stop making it hard for the older people and the kids
And , I mean we got enough smog here in Los Angeles..