16 Shots [explicit] Lyrics - There's Alot Going On [explicit] - Vic Mensa

Ready for the war we got our boots strapped 

100 deep on State 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 fucked 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 niggas 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 shit ignorant, nigga, hair trigger 

Ain't no fun when the rabbit got the gun 

When I cock back, police better run 

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1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12 

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 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 with the bike and said, "Stay out the way, bitch" 

She was bleedin' on the ground through her braces 

This is what happens when niggas 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, "Fuck 12" 

Photos 

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12 

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 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 mothafuckas keep they hands off me 

I ain't a mothafuckin' 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 

Fuck a black cop too, that's the same fight 

You got a badge, bitch, 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 

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12 

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 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' 

Singin' 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer 

The video shows Laquan walking southbound down the middle of Pulaksi. There are squad cars visible in front of him and also squad cars behind him. The shooter's squad car is visible as it drives past Laquan. Two officers then exit that vehicle with their guns drawn. At that point, Laquan begins to look away from the officers at a southwest angle toward the sidewalk. When Laquan is about 12 to 15 feet away from the officers, the width of an entire lane of the southbound traffic, one officer begins shooting. Laquan immediately spins to the ground and the video clearly shows that the officer continues to shoot Laquan, multiple times, as he lays in the street. 16 seconds pass from the time Laquan hits the ground until the last visible puff of smoke rises from his torso area. An officer then approaches Laquan, stands over him and appears to shout something as he kicks the knife out of his hand