♪♪ -♪ Ready for the world, we got our boots strapped ♪ ♪ A hundred deep on State Street, where the troops at? ♪ ♪ The mayor lying, say didn't see the video footage ♪ ♪ And everybody want to know where the truth at? ♪ ♪ On the South Side, where there'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 a firstborn son, stole from her ♪ ♪ He never had a chance, and we all know it's cuz he black ♪ ♪ Shot him 16 times, how fucked up is that? Now the police superintendent want a double back ♪ ♪ Cops beating up to the block like a running bag ♪ ♪ Tension is high, man, these niggas is irate You can see it in they eyes, they want to violate ♪ ♪ Screaming out, oink, oink, bang, bang, gang, gang, gang, gang ♪ ♪ Murder, murder, murder, they mind stained I just made me a mill 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 ♪ ♪ 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 bucking back 16 shots 16 shots, and we bucking back 16 shots ♪ They threw a little girl down on the pavement Pushed her with a bike and said, stay out the way, bitch ♪ She was bleeding on the ground through her braces This what happen when niggas don't stay in they places ♪ The mayor dumping weight, he fired the superintendent But resignation come with bonuses and recognition ♪ So we gon' break into stores on Magnificent Mall And if we gotta go, let's go to prison in style ♪ Cops killing kids and staying out of jail But Bobby Shmurda can't even catch bail ♪ So it's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 Now I got everybody yelling out fuck 12 ♪ 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 bucking back 16 shots 16 shots, and we bucking back 16 shots ♪ There's a war on drugs, but the drugs keep running in There's a war on guns, but the guns keep ringing ♪ Me and Lorde got a clip with an extendo And we rolling with it, hanging out the window ♪ We on 16th riding by the police station We might make a pork rind out a pig, bro ♪ Somebody tell these motherfuckers keep their hands off me I ain't a motherfucking slave, keep your chains off me ♪ You better hope this 9mm jam on me'll get blown I hope you got your body cam turned 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 gun fight ♪ 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 bucking back 16 shots 16 shots, and we bucking back 16 shots ♪ There's a war on drugs but the drugs keep ringing There's a war on guns but the guns keep ringing ♪ Singing ♪ The video shows Laquan walking southbound down the middle of Pulaski. 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. ♪ ♪ ♪