My oh my, think we finally see the problem The government officials that we pay with tax dollars How is it democracy, when they abusing power? And implementing systems to keep niggas at the bottom Damn, in prison niggas legally slaves When they get out can't even get a job for minimum wage Still seven dollars and twenty five cents by the way How the fuck they rehabilitate you ain't do a thing? But I get it, follow shit that was written by slave owners Yeah, I get it G, you ain't a rebel you just paying homage Oh I get it, you can say it cause you got some black homies Wait a minute, when they kill us got us marching by our lonely But got a lot to say if we riot, go and figure I do some digging I bet yo daddy a grand wizard And covid still roaming and you pussies still bitter Cause that orange nigga lost and now he can't use twitter Keep your fist high, don't trip these days We all going through it life a trip these days It'll be alright smoking press' in the haze Careful not to let the time pass these days Keep your fist high, don't trip these days We all going through it life a trip these days It'll be alright smoking press' in the haze Careful not to let the time pass these days I need a stimmy Joe, you hear me Joe? You got to let me get it tho You tricking niggas just like the rest of em in them suits Empty promises filled up to the neck they can't prove How the money trickle down thru the lobbies for corporate means What you mean it ain't enough to go around for the sum? Turn the debt we got to miles it does some laps around the sun Shine everyday around me but y'all still want my Lil piece of the pie, my, slice of the getting good Every time niggas be up the government fuck it up Look at Martin, look at Malcolm, look at Fred Vocalize coming together and now you get it I'm sicking but still kicking in this bitch like Bruce Cause if the earth go today at least I lived my truth Along some real down niggas tryna live theirs too Keep your fist high, don't trip these days We all going through it life a trip these days It'll be alright smoking press' in the haze Careful not to let the time pass these days Keep your fist high, don't trip these days We all going through it life a trip these days It'll be alright smoking press' in the haze Careful not to let the time pass these days I was told the revolution won't be televised Saw it's getting posted on my twitter last year Done with hope, need action It's clear we near a separate time from the past But as things change know they stay the same As we keep going like a cheap shows set design We turning parody apparently, in short They gon' tell us, "hoop or rap", either way you stay in court Gon' target you the hardest, that's regardless of your forts I report live from where we grind until we cash burning Where cells boom, slammers making sure they have service Where even in the midst of crisis know the gats bursting Racists making time in they schedules to kill a black person The past burden me, but certainly we leading The present gift the moment better own it 'for the evening The futures in your hands plan for life that you conceive The American Dream, but you asleep if you believe it