Here we go, here, we go again Trayvon'll never get to be an man Black children, they childhood stole from Robbed of our names and our language, again Who stole the soul black folk? Same man that stole the from Chief Black Smoke And made the whip on our back slow And made us go through the door And raffle black on the slave blocks Now we slave to the blocks, on 'em we spray our own to lay in a box Black mothers' stomachs stay in a We kill other, it's part of the plot I wish the hating will stop (war!) and the battle us I know that Black Lives Matter, and they to us are the things we gotta discuss The new plantation, incarceration Instead of educate, they'd rather the kids As dirty as the in Flint, the system is Is it a or a misdemeanor? Sharapova making more than Serena It Viola Davis to say this The roles of the help and the gangstas is really all they us We need Avas, Ta-Nehisis, and Cory The salt of the Earth to get us off of And greasy foods; I don't the news Or radio, stereotypes we in the cycle to spin We our own story, black America again
You know, one way of solving a lot of problems that we got is a person feel that they're important And a man can't get himself until He knows who he is and be proud of and who he is And where he come from, and where he from
Hot damn, America again Think of Sandra Bland as I'm in the wind The of my skin, they comparing it to sin The darker it gets, the fairer it has been The hate the hate made, I inherited from But I ain't point the finger We got anointed singers, like Nina, Marvin, Billie, Need to hear them songs sometimes to me Who me: Lincoln or Cadillac? Drinkin' or battle Or is it Godspeed that we travel at? in our own habitat Them guns and dope, man, can have it back As a matter of fact, we lab rats You build the projects for, now you want your hood I guess if you could rap, you would it too That PTSD, we professionals You know what pressure do, it the pipes bust From to prison, y'all, they tryna pipe us Tell your parties invite us of making voting laws to spite us You know, you know we from a of fighters Fought in your and our wars You put a nigga in Wars, maybe you need two And then, maybe we'll believe you See people in the future We shipped here to rob and shoot ya We hold truths to be self-evident All men and are created equal Including Americans
You know, you know, you know, One way of solving a lot of that we've got is Lettin' a feel that they're somebody And a man can't get together until he knows who he is, And be proud of what and who he is and where he come from, and where he from