Man, this shit get so heavy at times
But I can only smile about the direction we're headed
I hate it got to get ugly before it can get beautiful
But we got to be honest
Niggas asking me to be real let's be real and speak real
To be honest white people don't give a fuck 'bout how we feel
People of color is not the same as being black
They use that shit to generalize how we treated without no basis
On marginalizing faces cause we look like the guy
The history is not history the shit is lie
Go do your homework nigga, get your books up
3/5ths of a compromise, don't let em off the hook bruh
Giving us a black pres. was strictly for some looks huh
Oh, y'all really thought that we was footing for Obama still
Fuck a democrat and republican you know the deal
It ain't no party for my people we need gang ties
Come together unify then organize some shit for yourself
We need some black capitol not federal funded wealth
Systematic oppressive help to keep my people in housing
I got cousins with mattress money doing sleep number counting
Because the bias accounting on interest rates is astounding
It seem we only screaming racist when we killed by a cop
What bout them houses on the east side boarded up on the block
Or all them homeless black vets resorting back to that rock
I guess I'm too loud but fuck it dawg I'm black and way too proud
To let em put a spin on the work and paint us as villains
Just for marching in the street about police, are you kidding
Go put some cameras by the trees & catch who doing the lynching
It ain't no fucking suicide to pick a side and do or die
By what you stand for, niggas supposed to be on you and I
We not no people who divide let's come together, get grip
Cause In the end we all we got let's make the best of this shit
I see time keep on wasting
It ain't no end but all my people is patient
Taught me how to break, don't bend
Embrace my skin cause the end, yeah, we all we got
I see time keep on wasting
It ain't no end but all my people is patient
Taught me how to break, don't bend
Embrace my skin cause the end, yeah, we all we got
To find peace when it's uncomfortable
Biased eyes turn to wild accusations like, who you here for
A victim and an aggressor, what a wild mix
We all the same when the lights go out
Like we all pink on the inside, I seen enough niggas bleed out
100 degrees 60 percent humidity
I'd rather be outside than in front of your register
Misguided information got us all scrambling, lean on me
We find an escape in the hustle
We bring you these country tunes to let you sample this southern technique
Way more than rodeo curves and hair relaxers
This execution at its finest
You see a nigga like me tapered for these hoes like fine silk or velvet
So it's only right you hear from me as we close this out
So may your cup forever remain full and running over
Get comfortable