LYRIC

That's the girls, man, they playing double dutch (double dutch)
And that's my man he rolling up a dutch (up a dutch)
And that's me man I am playing superhero
(Shazam)
Yah, now we running from the five-oh
Seven-one-eight, boy, they running from the five-oh
Three-oh-five, man, they running from the five-oh
Four-oh-four, boy, they running from the five-oh
Hawaii five-oh, man we running from the five-oh

Thank god for them bars over guitar
Nice with the hands
You need a partner, we can spar
All the youngin's that I know
Boy they don't use hand guards
They use the trigger like quick drama draw
Yea, me and my brother with the bubble bust
I'm on the roof, I'm screaming, I got the juice

One brick, two brick, three brick, four
Now DEA, boy, they bringing down the door
Man they searching for that cocaina
Now my boy is deported back to Punta Cana
Yea, though they try to set me up like hurricane
I felt the horror man, but I ain't touch the 'cane
Yea, it's still mucho trabajo
Though the road is rocky, I'ma K.O. Apollo
Where I come from 'nuff man ah die
Sling shot, hit birds from the sky
So when I landed in the country with eagle's eyes
I'm in the kitchen cooking American pie

That's the girls, man, they playing double dutch (double dutch)
And that's my man he rolling up a dutch (up a dutch)
And that's me man I'm playing superhero (Luke Cage)
Yea, now we running from the five-oh
Three-one-oh, now they running from the five-oh
Nine-seven-three, boy they running from the five-oh
Two-one-two, now they running from the five-oh
Hawaii five-oh, man we running from the five-oh

Best friends turns to ex-friends
We were recruited like the X-men
They got my whole firm tapped
Wikeleaks I can hear them in the back
They gon have me go beast mode
And do two bars in morse code

Yea, but I can't stand to see another c-o-p
Take another life of a k-i-d
And I can't stand to see another n-u-t
Execution style on the NYPD
LAPD, everybody's frightened
Cuz when the storm comes you don't to get hit with lightning

Five-oh-nine, man, we running from the five-oh
Eight-seven-six, boy, we running from the five-oh
Five-one-four, man, we running from the five-oh
Oh no, man, we running from the five-oh

I was sharing the report of, of, uh, shit (Wyclef)
I was sharing the report of Wyclef Jean who got pulled over by the police
And he was handcuffed and treated like a suspect
Uh, but then I was reminded, in January where he said
Martin Luther King basically alluded to the fact that all lives matter
Um, and so in January, he was tweeting "All lives matter" but in March
He realized how hard it was to tweet when you're handcuffed in the back of a police car

Everybody itchy with the Twitter finger
Always wanna, switch fade a nigga
Everybody itchy with the Twitter finger
Always wanna, switch fade a nigga

Hey big bro, so I seen Twitter left out a lot of the details about your Martin Luther King context
I tried to tell them niggas, like I said,
"Eh, we know Wyclef, the Fugee! Always tryna help the people out the struggle
The man ran for president!
You know they tried to pull the same shit with Marcus Garvey too, right?
Look, I know I'm from Cleveland, but my spirit has always been a French-speaking refugee
Actually I'm 'bout to go order me a Haitian bandanna right now

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