We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

They're Trying To Kill You

by BRANDON CARTER

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Purchasable with gift card

     

1.
They're Trying to Kill You (Verse #1) Obama killed Osama But that wont help the Mama’s or all the soldiers that die And gave they lives to make them Profits... ...for the Rich. They getting richer While the poor are not acknowledged And if you get the picture its no coincidence they got us living from check to check while the rest of us living jobless to pay your dept from your collage gotta get a second job at starbucks Treat us with no respect and I guess cuz they brain washed us thinking that life is best when you get material objects They holding you hostage got you quick to empty your pockets for things the go obsolete in a week and then they end up in your garbage Thats when you re-enter the possess marketing business sit in there office trying to convince you they giving you products that offer progress all of its non-sense I’m nauseous knowing the bail outs financial systems get from Congress but if you poor then they not even interested all the prison systems is big business that gotta get profits, so niggas get hit with the stiffest sentences (Hook) They're Trying To Kill You They put you in a grave so they get paid no ones safe They're Trying To Kill You Taking your rights away till your enslaved thats the way They're Trying To Kill You To get they're money right They will take your life They aint right They're Trying To Kill You Politicians aint on your side better think twice time to fight They're Trying To Kill You (verse 2) Bush Killed Sadaam But that wont right the wrongs of all the money spent on war while the poor try to hold on We should be taking care em instead of dropping them bombs we really fight terrorism or we fighting Islam? That Holy war aint working Mosque and Churches get it straight Because i know for certain the verses dont advocate you killing another person or hurting them for there faith Al-Qaeda wont see the virgins Bush wont see no pearly Gates You living a lie, you see what i mean when you spending eternity burning in fire your servants will find, you below the surface your criminal purpose dont serve the divine you gonna find, you work for the serpent when turning to crime or murdering, should have been working for peace not certain but we should certainly try! no going back the enemies the banks too politics they owing that so they can buy and trade you Job wages rolling back man they tryna enslave you Obama works for Goldman Sachs how he gonna save you?
2.
50 Shots (Fuck The Police 2012) (hook #1) I got no love the the crooked cops I’m down to send them back them 50 shots, 50 shot I don't let em get away with it nah don't let em get away with it And you wont never see me running from the police want me to provoke, leave me bloody in the cold streets But I wont let em get away with it nah dont let them get away with it (Verse #1) They supposed to serve and protect us but they murder and arrest us. Working for their pensions They hurt us to get confessions Time you getting the message better be riding with your weapon cuz they providing no protection taking your life is their profession As long as your black and you live in this nation police harass you and get in your faces hoping you match the one from their cases Stop you ask for identification We aint taking the right to remain silent we’ll fight with the same violence that law enforcement is getting away with Spit in the faces of punk cops they not for real using intimidation just hiding behind the shield They pull women over and pat em down just to cop a feel So I don't shed a tear when i hear a cop is killed! (Hook #2) And you wont never see me running from the police want me to provoke, leave me bloody in the cold streets But I wont let them get away with it no i wont let them get away with it And you know if theres no Justice than there no peace how can you approach me when you dont even know me I wont let them get away with it nah dont let them get away with it (verse #2) Troy Ave Running Wild Like a dog going stray Yelling Bow Wow Wow Yippie Yo Selling Yay Tell you what the pay depending on what it weigh Counting chips no Bon Ton Nigga Relay The Game EA, Balling 2k Take mines off the top, yeah the profit toupee Money on my Mind, I'm so in love with the grind Life's a side bitch and I fuck her from behind She feel her spine, you niggaz spineless Getting caught for the crimes, how you make your time less? Putting police on another niggaz steps Fake real niggaz what the fuck did I expect PrePaid legal another lawyer on retainer Be out the next day, Put the bail up, HANGER Case Closed, No garments from the feds You will never see me run, I will kill a witness dead Wassup!! (Repeat hook #2) (Verse #3) Michael Vick got 7 years for killing a Dog The pigs killed Sean Bell and got nothing at all They fired 50 shots, they was busting em off at Sean and 2 of his friends, wasn't none of em armed Sean was only 23, it was the night before his wedding the bachelor party ended, to the crib he was headed 4 under-covers ran up on him but they never said that they was cops so Sean thought that he was getting robbed so he hoped in his vehicle and tried to speed off but the cops pulled them hammers out and let them things off and they shot 50 rounds a 3 innocent men, wonder how still “not guilty” they was found (repeat hook #2
3.
When The Levee Breaks (Hook) If it keeps on raining Levee’s gonna brake If it keeps on raining Levee’s gonna break and when the levee’s gone my home is gone away Verse #1 They tryna pass bills "Drill Baby Drill" But the fish get all the oil when its filled in their gills Eating it aint safe Toxic still in our meals Mother Nature getting raped oil spill after spill And I cant overstate how bad it is that we live in a society that placed our planet in that condition and how do you repay families that make their living off of tourism and fishing you ruined their condition of life Aint no controlling them these corporations aint doing right They caring only when their stock is going lower in price They acting phony when They saying them lies British Petroleum got rich from New Orleans demise damn... (Hook) If it keeps on raining Levee's gonna break If it keeps on raining Levee's gonna break and when the levee's gone my home is gone away (Verse 2) 2,000 Americans were killed in New Orleans I found it embarrassing our Government ignored them and provided no action but i wonder what would have happened if it had happened in "The Hamptons" The support would have poured in New Orleans was waiting for help enduring that pain that it felt the President wouldn't do nothing people resorted to saving themselves At least they tried to but too may of them aint have time to survive through the time that it took for Bush to come to the Bayou The levees broke and Sea level was reaching the peak leaving the people to sleep in the streets thinking that FEMA would bring the relief But once you lose your home youre thrown in the Super-Dome You thought America cared about poor people? You was WRONG!!!
4.
Slave To The Dollar (Ft. Malik 16) (verse #1 Preformed by Malik 16) Slave on Paper, Gimmie 3 Fifths I slave on Paper, Gimmie 3 shifts And If I raise a debate up gimme Jesus And tell me look to him, no i cant see him Knowing that we all just worshiping the dollar So they put the name of GOD on it to make it ironic Wit his eye on it, just so he can oversee me feel like being chased by triple K, chasing triple G’s it will grow off trees, but its made from it guess its poetry that hangs from it alot change, but its no its no breakthrough so we got alot of chains which is made one loop and we keep sampling it, and singing the same song same spiritual same damn roots so i dont feel niggaz talking bout “WE IN DA HOUSE” so imma feel niggaz so you know what im about (Hook) I’m slave to a dollar run away, run away but you better off running with me I’m slave to a dollar run away run away for that money because freedom ain't free I’m slave to a dollar dollar I’m slave to a dollar dollar (verse #2) Tell me how it feel you dont want to work but you gotta pay the bills and you seeing how we are slaves to an hourly wage Cubicles replaced the Cotton Fields Americans, we asked for the dream we servants in a world where the cash is the king nah its not about white or black dont make light of the fact that were slaves, and master is Green no plantations, he got us in the office wanna get raises, suck up to the bosses nah, he aint got a cotton gin but he got you clocking in till the end cuz you gotta get dollars run away? hell no he got you hostage underground railroad is nothing but a coffin and you might go to jail for being dishonest money rules the world... we just living on it (repeat hook) (verse #3 Preformed by Malik 16) Even the NBA trade niggaz for paper, I'm a victim of numbers, look what my name is (16) in many ways I am on that slave ship cuz everyday I'm waiting for payment From another mans hand, damn feels like I'm another mans man my fiances be on some gay shit but independent wealth can be my Amistad its either that or I jump off or a shots involved I can live off the grid and be a cast away tom hanks my raft away from what master say i could bomb banks, but everything got master name Master Card fuck wit me alone that's that Master-bate Even got me going back for a Masters Degree, so i can have No Limits and Master the P, that's why C-H-I -logy doing something that you love to break the slave mentality
5.
First Lady 04:11
First Lady (Hook) I need a chick like Michelle Obama Got class, all her kids got the same Fathers I need a chick like Michelle Obama Fat Ass, intelligent so theres no drama First Lady First Lady First Lady Girl you looking like a... First Lady First Lady First Lady (verse #2) Dont believe in the lies you dont need to rely on them cosmetics for me to think that your fly Beauty is skin deep so anything that you buy couldn't even compete with what i see in your mind you stop traffic when you walk in this direction but you never see it when your all in your reflection you dont need implants or collagen injections you just need to sit back acknowledge your perfection Im knowing god never makes mistakes you dont need to alter your body or change your face Magazines say diet so you change your waist but i promise you they lying baby change your pace Television got your mind twisted saying you aint good enough so they can sell you lip stick but the real you is what i want to see but if its hidden underneath make up and weave, i believe i might miss it (Repeat hook) (verse #2 ) Dont let them tell you that you gotta be naked for you to get attention if thats they way you get it it wont help you cuz wont no one respect it, if thats whats projected thats whats expected so i compel you to do like Michelle do instead of tryna rely on that fat ass enroll in a course, apply to a damn class you wont have to rely on a guy cuz he has cash you fine, but your mind has whats important, they lying to you video hoe is not a goal to aspire to cuz once your old and all your beauty is behind you that booty behind you wont be there to provide you media leads astray I know you got more to offer than just the T&A (titties and ass) Me and my nigga say you should get low and twerk something but i know you worth something much more and im hoping you can see away (Repeat Hook) (Brige) All my career girls all my chicks in collage put your hands up and tell them broke hoes about it baby if you got your own thing put your hands up if you got your own thang my career girls all my chicks in collage put your hands up and tell them broke hoes about it baby if you got your own thing put your hands up if you got your own thang (repeat hook)
6.
Flirting With Death (Ft. Spade) (Hook #1 Spade) I’m torn between the two, dont know witch way to go living in a world where the top is kind of low I’ve been faithful to you but know I’m stepping out the door I think i know somewhere that i can go Life, you’ve been my Bitch but now I gotta flirt with Death Life, you’ve been my Bitch but now I gotta flirt with Death (verse #1) I got this girl her name is “Life”, she don't treat me right. When Im balling things are good, when I'm broke we gonna fight. I need money to be with her, the gold-digging type. been thinking bout leaving her and tonight I prolly might for this other chick her name is “Death” she don't cause no stress. dont want me for my house, my job, my car or how I dress. dont want me for my money or the things that I possess. The whole time she been hollering I’ve been playing hard to get. I been seeing her often but I never took that step cuz I was in love with life, now I'm starting to second guess. Want love that's unconditional but I’ve settled for less. to be with her i gave my soul but I’ve gotten regrets. Our relationships abusive, for her I made excuses now i notice the truth is that hoe is heartless and ruthless. Emotions they had me clueless, now I go with my new chick Death... goodbye Life I think its time to throw the deuces (Repeat Hook) (verse #2) Me and Life looked perfect, when you see us on the surface but when you looking deep I think that she ain't got no purpose. No shes not complete and I can see it so I'm searching for peace. I only get it when I’m sleep, so is it worth it? Ma’ma said “shes a blessing”, but she’s always testing. I gave her all my time but now its time to change directions. Scared to leave cuz I ain't know how Death was. I’ve seen her all the time in the Chi, her and I must be destined. Looked Death in the eyes and she showed me I had no worries if I’m on here side so I'm going. No shes not an angel, and she never lonely been with dudes round my way back in the day and she even smashed the homies. Don't care about the others,know I'm gonna get her cuz i cant make no other decision once I'm with her. Tell my momma I love her, tell my niggaz poor the liquor. And Life was a bitch, I'm sorry I had to diss her. (repeat hook)
7.
Do It Live (ft Bill O'reilly) (verse #1) Me and O’Reilly we been doing it live its different when he doing it, its ruining lives supporting war for oil, men losing their lives he don't care as long as his viewership rise Don't believe them guys in the media they be making money off them lies that they feeding ya all propaganda in disguise so rely on your eyes they tryna control your mind so we speaking up They say its fair and its balances but never caring about when banks are taking advantage of people leaving them them there with no houses Taking their homes and they kicking them out Making em go and living without all of my enemies better be out preparing for violence and while you sitting there on your couches they want to control your mind and they aint scared of the challenge Trusting media is suicide I’m hoping that you decide to turn off your television its better to do it live! (verse #2) Wall St greed and Tea Party insanity can it be, cuz of the lies of Sean Hannity and Limbaugh They be telling lies to get white people pissed off so they control there minds gradually They hating on the Muslims and the Mexicans tryna push em out the country or they aint gonna let them in But this nation was built on immigration but see they hating, when your skin got that melanin People getting shot never protected cuz the neighborhoods hot and its weapon infested cuz of the 2nd amendment that you defended but machine guns your founding fathers never intended but them dude owned slaves cant follow the old ways of men that i have NEVER respected Media got ways to make you afraid and once the trap is laid they control your perspective
8.
Raining Outside (Ft. Chris Classic) (verse #1) These rappers singing bout Aston Martins and Maybachs My niggas got college loans they can never pay back families losing their homes cuz Fannie May had them thinking they was gonna put them on, instead they laid traps! Its evident, money you better get and never quit you hustle for every cent cuz unemployment's at ten percent who these politicians represent? they cutting people’s benefits to give tax breaks to the rich, without raising the deficit but it still gets raised up everyday I wake up to get them dead presidents They taking taxes out my pay stub but the place I came from dont never see the benefits I see the cataclysm what happens to victims of capitalism the rapid division of rich and poor’s standards of living Blacks and Latins getting packed in the prisons Imma have to take mine... FUCK asking permission! (Hook) Its all about the money nigga better yours cuz aint no one gonna help you when the weather gets cold It’s raining outside it’s raining outside You better get your money nigga imma get mine cuz you aint never knowing when the sun aint gonna shine It’s raining outside it’s raining outside (verse #2 Preformed by Chris Classic) better grab your umbrellas these fellas makin it rain this aint tippin for strippin im talkin capital gains they printin dolllas and dollas but its just pieces of paper and keep on blamin Obama theres no policin them haters they keep on bailin out banks.. and givin bonuses free mean while they fire the teachers and make the cops OT if you break down the words you know that Poly is many and a Tick is a blood sucker you knew that already so when u put em together and you get Politics its just many blood suckers and they run this shit the situation is real most people ignore it they killin soldiers for sport theres no apologies for it I just put it in rhymes thats the way some learn they dont control my mind thats the way some burn so whether 312 or either 212 or either 213 it rain the same way see... so be strong.. (Repeat hook) (verse # 3) America is where the corruption and greed thrives Lady Liberty is a Hoe for money, she lies and I don't see why they gave a bail out to Wall St but they ain't do shit for Martin Luther King Drive Where every days like a devastation it feels dark even when daylight is penetrating THATS WHY I’M PISSING ON THE GRAVE SITE OF RONALD REAGAN he made laws for the banks like he worked for Satin that trickle down economics a synonym for “Demonic” poverty is the product and only rich people profit Gotta get that money, its power get that shit in your pocket we grinding for 24 hours every minute the clock ticks Cant rap about a dance I aint switching my topics niggas struggle to feed their fam in them system that's toxic nobody give him a chance so his pistol is popping you’d do the same if you had children literally starving NIGGA (repeat hook)
9.
Stand Out (Ft Barack Obama) Do you make your own decisions? or do you follow trends? form your own opinions? or have you been convinced? Have you been conditioned by society, radio, television deciding on how you living and how you spend... the money that youre getting and you choose your friends depending on if they fit in and conformed like the rest man that aint really living. we’re trapped in this rapid consumerism like that is the new religion that we’re in And I think you have to see these companies control you we dressing like the magazines say that we supposed to have to have the things and possessions to be seen to get attention by the people that we supposed to be close to look at what we got through. Credit card debt to convince everybody that we’ve met that we’re so cool They put their names on your tags and that brand on your chest you can bet, that they think that they own you Dont follow our own rules doing what the television tells us. Yelling what they sell plus tell us to be selfish not thinking for yourselves thus help us to be helpless so when the month is over you gonna wonder were your wealth was how the hell was we put in this hypnosis now we just consumers for the rulers that provoked us to work jobs we dont want to buy shit we dont need with money we dont have just to keep up with the Joneses We’ve lost who we are admiring goofy stars and not the people doing jobs that affecting our society and how our schools evolve TV is all “House Wives” and rappers with the newest cars I’m sick of you niggas rapping about how cool you are all you groupie women and how big they tits and booties are. It must me nice, but the hood aint living like movies stars tryna feed our children teach them to keep them heads up to the stars you aint really getting that cash and flossin knowing you soft as a batch of “Baskin Robbins” your ghetto pass wont get you gas in Harlem How can you rap about Aston Martins when half of the planet’s inhabitants starving or living past the margin of poverty? its too bazaar you are all straight lying to the kids providing them with images of what this life aint really is when in reality, you was just hired to convince acquiring the chicks and cars is what life is really meant I’m tired of this shit im bout to pass out scared to have a daughter when i am witnessing chicks with their ass out I guess I’m throwing stones at my glass house if you trying to fit in, you’ll never Stand Out
10.
Blood Money 04:08
Verse #1 Corporations want to get paid and they dont care who bleeds Thats why my sneakers are made by children over seas And their hourly wage is not enough to eat, but companies get away because no one oversees. man It’s about the G’s, better get em Because I’ve seen the poor get ignored by the system. But in reality I see the poor are the Victims of this cannibal animal called capitalism. Wheres the lack of division between the haves and the have-nots? Chance to advance but they plan so you can not. Get the jail route if you caught with that crack rock get a bail out.... If your crimes are from bad stocks. Cant stop trying to find answers how can they deny coverage when they find cancer. Tax breaks for the rich while the poor trying to by Pampers. You cant prepare for the life after with your Blood Money. Choirs Wall Street ruins lives for that Blood Money In Iraq shoulders dying for that Blood Money Politicians committing crimes for that Blood Money Fox News telling lies for that Blood Money We ignoring human rights for that Blood Money The environment sacrificed for that Blood Money We all going to pay the price for that Blood Money Thats what they want from me Verse #2 The Planet gets warmer cuz you filling up your Humvee the cash from countries were kids going hungry. Drug war in Mexico is getting kind of ugly and we support it every time we buy a bag and puff trees. You must see the terrorist that want to bomb you get there money off the drugs you put in your nostrils. And I support that Julian Assange dude he showed us who we killing when we bring them bombs through! Do what I’ve got to, I’m just tryna survive shopping that gross product from off of I-95 Because thats how we was brought up, how we was taught to survive knowing we going to get caught up and locked up for our crimes i’m from where the greed breed hopelessness Politicians on the TV they dont think we notice it. Give me a week of them Wall Street bounces I’ll take it to the streets and feed homeless kids off of this BLOOD MONEY Repeat Chorus

about

The album is 100% but if your really feeling this shit, the way I think your feeling this shit,

feel free to make a donation of any amount by clicking on this link now

----> bit.ly/mPYiN7

Thank you and enjoy the music!

credits

released September 15, 2011

Producer: Brandon Carter
All Keyboars, Guitar, and Drums played by Brandon Carter.
All Bass Played Rasko Ristic and Brandon Carter

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

BRANDON CARTER New York

Producer / Rapper From South Side Chicago. I now live in Queens NY.

contact / help

Contact BRANDON CARTER

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account