text: 41 shots
  And well take that ride
  Across the bloody river
  To the other side
  41 shots
  Cut through the night
  Youre kneeling over his body in the vestibule
  Praying for his life
  Is it a gun? Is it a knife?
  Is it a wallet? This is your life
  That aint no secret 
  It aint no secret 
  No secret, my friend
  You get killed just for living in your American skin
  41 shots
  41 shots
  41 shots
  41 shots
  41 shots
  Mary gets her son ready for school
  She says, On these streets, Alex
  Youve got to understand the rules
  If an officer stops you
  Promise me youll always be polite
  And that youll never ever run away
  Promise Mama, youll keep your hands in sight
  Is it a gun? Is it a knife?
  Is it a wallet? This is your life
  That aint no secret 
  It aint no secret 
  No secret, my friend
  You get killed just for living in your American skin
  Is it a gun? Is it a knife?
  Is it a wallet? This is your life
  That aint no secret 
  It aint no secret 
  That aint no secret 
  41 shots
  And well take that ride
  Across the bloody river
  To the other side
  41 shots
  I got my boots caked with this mud
  Were baptized in these waters
  And in each others blood
  Is it a gun? Is it a knife?
  Is it a wallet? This is your life
  That aint no secret 
  It aint no secret 
  No secret my friend
  You get killed just for living in your American skin