red streets lyrics – the brat attack

killed on the streets – police brutality
my community, as the enemy
state genocide – police chiefs lies
tonight i am not gonna die
they hate me, for who i am
the red of my skin
just crack my skull, watch blood spill
they’re going in for the kill

blood ran cold on these winter streets
a community victimized by the brutality
blood ran cold on these winter streets
a community controlled by poverty

another day, another frozen body
unrecognizable, beaten so badly
does it really matter who it was?
“gang” member, not a 15 year old kid
years of state oppression
they never answered my question
they still deny it was genocide
we will see the warriors rise

/ the brat attack lyrics