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Dear Victims,

I am sorry that you won't see your parents again.

Never be able to help your mom with dinner, or be able to listen to your dad's advice.

I am very sorry that you won't see your brother and sister again.

Never be able to watch your brothers basketball game. Never be able to do your sisters hair, loving the way her curls wrap around your fingers. Every part of her holds onto you as she painfully waits for the moment you have to let go.

I am sorry that you won't grow old with that person you love.

That person who makes getting out of bed worth it. They make you laugh a little longer, smile a little wider, be a little happier.

I am sorry but the only you they know now is a headstone buried in the ground.

I can't even imagine what your family is like now.

How does it feel to lose an innocent child? Never seeing them get to go to college, get married, have kids of their own.

I don't know why certain things happen.

I used to believe that everything happened for a reason, but now I wonder how many innocent people need to be killed in order for it to be enough of a reason for people to change their actions.

There is no reason as to why these people have to experience this.

Day by day they will continue to suffer.

And day by day I will still be sorry.

Yours truly,

Annika DeStefano

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Who do we call when our own people have turned against us?

The ones who are supposed to protect us, help us, save us.

Wearing blue on their bodies but red on their hands.

When killing is a hobby but they're just following their demands.

So who do we call when our own people have turned against us?

They say the world can never be fair,

But we're not asking for fairness were asking for equality.

Which makes me wonder,

Do people not see how far we still have to come?

Yes constitutionally were the same but only faith makes that true.

The police are too busy handing out gunshot wounds that leak dreams of going pro,

Having your name on the scoreboard, the one that everyone knows.

And our parents told us those were the people fighting for our country,

All that red white and blue, but what happened to black?
The only red we know is our blood stained brothers and the only blue we see are the bruises on our knees because we´ve been begging for this to stop for too long.
I know we are all familiar with white.
So who do we call when our own people have turned against us?

The killers on the streets, the one you lock your doors from,

they're not dressed in all black but rather covered head to toe in blue.

We all know the bars on their cars are not used to keep criminals in

The purpose of them is to lock the truth from coming out.

Seeping through the cracks like blood on concrete.

Never knowing where it´s headed.

But always knowing who its from.

So who do we call when our own people have turned against us?

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¨Every 8 Hours Cops Kill an American Citizen.¨

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¨Every 8 Hours Cops Kill an American Citizen.¨

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COPCRISIS REPORTS

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By S. Danilia and Fact Checked by The Law Dictionary Staff

Police brutality is the use of excessive and/or unnecessary force by police when dealing with civilians. “Excessive use of force” means a force well beyond what would be necessary in order to handle a situation. Police brutality can be present in a number of ways. The most obvious form of police brutality is a physical form. Police officers can use nerve gas, batons, pepper spray, and guns in order to physically intimidate or even intentionally hurt civilians. Police brutality can also take the form of false arrests, verbal abuse, psychological intimidation, sexual abuse, police corruption, racial profiling, political repression and the improper use of Tasers.

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Ready for the war we got our boots strapped
100 deep on Stage Street
Where the troops at?
The mayor lying saying he didn't see the video footage
And everybody want to know where the truth at
On the South side where it's no trauma centers, but the most trauma
A lot of cannons but you don't want no drama
I can't imagine if it was my own mama
Got her first born son stole from her, he never had a chance
And we all know its cause he black
Shot 'em 16 times, how f***** up is that?
Now the police superintendent wanna double back
Cops speeding up to the block like a runnin' back
Tension is high, man these n***** is irate
You can see it in they eyes, they wanna violate
Screaming out "Oink! Oink! Bang! Bang! Gang! Gang! Gang! Gang! Murder! Murder!"
Murder they mind state
I just made me a mil' and still militant
This ain't conscious rap, this s*** ignorant
N****, hair trigger
Ain't no fun when the rabbit got the gun
When I cock back, police better run

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, f*** 12
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, f*** 12
16 shots
And we buckin' back
16 shots
16 shots
And we buckin' back
16 shots

They threw a little girl down on the pavement
Pushed her off the bike and said, "Stay out the way, b****"
She was bleedin' on the ground through her braces
This is what happens when n***** don't stay in their places
The mayor duckin' when he fired the superintendent
But resignation come with bonuses and recognition
So we gon' break in the stores on Magnificent Mile
And if we gotta go, let's go to prison in style
Cops killin' kids and stayin' out of jail
But Bobby Shmurda can't even catch bail
So it's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Now I got everybody yellin' out, "F*** 12"

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, f*** 12
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, f*** 12
16 shots
And we buckin' back
16 shots
16 shots
And we buckin' back
16 shots

There's a war on drugs, but the drugs keep winnin'
There's a war on guns, but the guns keep ringin'

Me and Lord got a clip with an extendo
And we rollin' with it, hangin' out the window
We on 16th ridin' by the police station
We might make a pork rind out of pig, bro
Somebody tell these m*********** keep they hands off me
I ain't a m**********' slave, keep your chains off me
You better hope this 9 millimeter jam on me
Or get blown, I hope you got your body cam turnt on
F*** a black cop too, that's the same fight
You got a badge, b****, but you still ain't white
This for Laquan on sight, when you see Van Dyke
Tell him I don't bring a knife to a gunfight