(narration) "The number of educational assistants that will be back in September has gone down and that has some worried that students won't be getting the attention they need" "We're going to continue the from yesterday...." "Thirteen year old Sharell Reeds says she likes her 8th grade History teacher Mr. Midding but isn't how long he'll be around. Mr. Midding is the 10th person to teach this class since school started in September. Ten teachers in six months. Many of them weren't there long enough to learn the children's names." "We don't have to go in a rent shit, we got our own housing, we got our own cars, we got our own hoes, we got our own clothes. You know, simple...new car new house..kids get to go to school, private school paid for courtesy of the mob"
One What's with Black America we teach our kids to want a big ole big ole rims, loud they into a stereotype that ball but barely read or write know right from but wanna get on (whoop) black house be a mama, no damn daddy, barely keep the on forty thou as a school teacher fuck wishing upon a educated they get hit a bill for a quarter mill you trippin' my They teachin' kids, I think you pay 'em mo Cause crack dealers got big bank roll I tell my kids Wanna be a President Obama or to be a DJ, like Packin' Don Cannon the money thing that makes sense I'm my models was Tupac, P and Papa yes as I lay me to sleep I the lord my soul to keep if I should die before i I'ma leave my my extra weight I'ma leave the homie my drugs and all the phone to all the plugs I go to school or should I sell drugs? That's in Black America
(narration) "I don't know...we don't count what we spend, but we know we spend a lot. you know what I mean..so we count this money. If it ain't Benjamin or Franklin or Benjamin Franklin...we paid.... I ain't carry that" don't' go broke too ya dig you know that go broke too quick Next month motherfucker gonna be cryin, to pay my rent, bitch you just had six thousand dollars" (street is cutthroat)
2 Street is cut throat If you a nigga, sell dope You go to school, you dropout and if you up, you get knocked out Priority? what's that? I'ma buy my baby Baby Jordans Fuck bills, this more important I'm chill all day my niggas, smoking On section eight? worry, things gonna be straight in a hurry I'ma rob steal, kill a I drink all day cause my blurry The funny thing when my nigga home from the penn we all but a nigga come with a four year degree we don't give a fuck cause that nigga's fake and real My nigga, at what we teach our kids Rims, jewelry, rims, jewelry, rims, My nigga, look at what we our youth Gold chain, kill a nigga, gold chain, I remember when my favorite rapper fuck school nigga, with me fuck a job nigga, bang me fuck jail nigga, with me That's in Black America That's in Black America life in Black America That's life in Black Life in Black
(narration) "I my city, I love my niggas no matter how gritty you is" "Just see getting shot and was more for my ego, that was more for my image, I could, now I could walk around like Superman" "They show off their scars the way war veterans Purple Hearts" "I'm to this gang banging shit.. I'm used to this street shit" "These niggas hoods dangerous than mine" "Gang members like Little J and his smoke kush every day" "Grade A Kush...we smoke so much of Kush it should be against the law" "He'll end up or in prison"
3 Dead, in jail or alive come on my nigga showtime Fuck them niggas on the side of town better grab pump cause it's go time No rappers, actors or ball we a bunch or real trying to ball, player Flaunt that shit my hood my nigga, they gone in and take it all player no player now hey, wish a nigga make my day Fuck 401k, that don't mean my niggas roll deep with an Ak all day Better watch out for them sharks, they be swimming Cops come round this motherfucka every time real nigga like me winnin' They don't care if I'm killin', they just if I'm shippin' don't care if I'm killin' long as it's another man with strap man I could shoot the nigga dead and keep Genocide and is we gonna til there's no one left sad that we gotta another black man for street cred and some hood respect
My favorite rapper fuck nigga, bang with me a job nigga, bang with me fuck jail nigga, bang me That's in Black America That's life in America life in Black America That's in Black America in Black America crack dealer got big roll, my teacher, got no bank look at what we our kids rims, jewelry, rims, jewelry, rims,
(narration) "it's was my brother, it was like the other half of my heart and he gone now"