Lyrics: Ringxclout
Music: Ringxclout
“She's just 14, man… nobody helped her”
“They beat her for hours, took her phone, took her cash.”
“? One of 'em's the deputy's daughter. They ain't touching her.”
Peter hit me up. I had to pull up.
Phone rang early, Peter's voice was cracking
Said his lil' sis got jumped, man this shit really happened
Three girls stomped her out, four damn hours straight
Kicked her in the spine, like they ain't care if she break
She's only fourteen, bro — braces and all
Blood on her hoodie, tears all over the stall
They took her phone, her cash, four racks gone
Then filmed it, laughing, posting like it's fun
Cops showed up, looked, and walked away
emm，They minors, they said, “we can't press a case.”
One of em s the daughter of the deputy boss
Ya already know — they gon' let that slide, of course
Said they'd “educate” her, yeah, no handcuffs
But twenty minutes later, she was playing pool and acting tough
Posting stories, flipping fingers at the fam
Man, if that was your sis, would you still give a damn?
Ain't no justice in Los Santos, nah
Streets go quiet when the cops play god
Lil girl bleeding out, nobody gets caught
Tell me how that works — nah, really, tell me, dog
Peter's crying, but he holding strong
Mama begging in the street like something wrong
System broken, we been knew that
But when it's this close, you feel that impact
Community pull up, standing side by side
Peter's mom kneeling, praying loud to the sky
Cops just watching, not a blink of care
Shoes clean, hearts cold, they ain't even stare
Then the riot boys came, black suits in a wave
Beating on elders, just for what they say
Three on one, swinging sticks with no pause
Grandpa yelling“justice,” now he got a broke jaw
I pulled out my phone, they knocked me down
Peter ran to help, they swarmed him on the ground
Dragged him off while I bled on the floor
That's what you get for wanting something more
Meanwhile them girls still chilling and posting
Eating pizza, laughing, no emotion
One of 'em even said, “Ain't no one gonna touch me”
Yeah… that's the truth, and it's ugly.
Ain't no justice in Los Santos, nah
Streets go quiet when the cops play god
Lil girl bleeding out, nobody gets caught
Tell me how that works — nah, really, tell me, dog
Peter's crying, but he holding strong
Mama begging in the street like something wrong
System broken, we been knew that
But when it's this close, you feel that impact
This ain't a movie, this ain't a game
It's real blood, real pain, real names
They say “justice for all,”I know that's a lie
We just numbers in the system till we die
I live here too. I breathe this air.
And when your brother fights for you,
You fight back , even if the world don't care.