Smino – Plead The .45th (ft. Saba) (Audio, Lyrics)

Smino is hee with “Plead The .45th” which features Saba. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy, mp3 download the song produced by Phoelix & Groove.

Smino Plead The .45th

The soundtrack for Judas & The Black Messiah didn’t disappoint. The star-studded 22-song tracklist included contributions from legendary figures in the rap game, like Rakim and Nas, as well as fresh faces such as Pooh Shiesty and White Dave. The film itself take place in Chicago so it only made sense that many of the city’s talented creators are enlisted for the project.

Artists like Lil Durk, G Herbo and Bump J are on the soundtrack but it’s Smino and Saba that have one of the best tracks on Judas & The Black Messiah: The Inspired Album. The two collide over jazzy production on “Plead The .45th” where they detail police brutality and racial injustice in Chicago. “They see my hue and they wanna do me like Huey P. Newton,” raps Smino on the first verse.

Smino – Plead The .45th (ft. Saba) (prod. Phoelix & Groove)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Smino]
I like to exercise my right to remain silent, please
I plead the .45th, ’cause this shit is beyond me
All their words don’t mean anything
City of haters, city of demons (Yeah, yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh)

[Verse 1: Smino]
I wanna love all of y’all, but I don’t think it’s enough Tylenol (Uh)
I’m thinkin’ ’bout callin’ out, I’m tired as fuck and I’m noddin’ off
Surrounded by narcissists, my noose is movin’ through the contusions
They see my hue and they wanna do me, just like Huey P. Newton (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I got a laundry list of lessons in Chicago lost (Ayy-ayy-ayy)
Runnin’ from pagans, runnin’ with Reagan, now they with Donald Trump
I don’t take nothin’ too personal, play 50 Cent, I’ma Kurtis Blow
Gold grill and a greasy ‘fro, no peace to the PDO

[Chorus: Smino]
I like to exercise my right to remain silent, please (Yes)
I plead the .45th, ’cause this shit is beyond me
All their words don’t mean anything (No)
City of haters, city of demons (Ooh-ooh, ooh)

[Verse 2: Saba]
I said I love all of y’all, but that’s to get the deposits off
I was a child meanwhile my grandfather playin’ Ahmad Jamal
My niggas incarcerated, cops still livin’ above the law
The city so cold, I had to leave out quicker than the car defrost
Westside Chicago, dodgin’ the pound, know I can die tomorrow
‘Cause that’s a reality, the shit ain’t all peachy or tangerine
They coverin’ it up with catastrophe
A couple of ’em killed by the badge at ease
Shit is a war, never had no peace
They pullin’ me over, harrasin’ me
So, I’d like to see all of them bastards bleed

[Chorus: Smino]
I like to exercise my right to remain silent, please
I plead the .45th, ’cause this shit is beyond me
All their words don’t mean anything
City of haters, city of demons (Ooh, ooh)