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Young America
Young America
Young black
black America
Young black
Young America

Yeah, I was on corner, tryna get my coins up
run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner
White man kill a man, they never report us
Black man a white man, they gon' start a war up
Mama she was sour, sippin' on the
Young niggas brainwashed, they wanna rap and hoop
Could've been a lawyer until they came and you
on your records so them jobs ain't gettin' back at you
Them kids ain't eat yet, so you even sleep yet
That's the only thing we ever saw, we repeat
They was playing ball, fouled him hard, said I'd be
Broad day, threw his life away, as he clapped
Gave that boy a life sentence, made his relapse
Damn, they don't
from the bottom, it's so hard to make a plan
Know them kids beefin', they let it get out of
OGs never told us nothin' in
Young niggas killing young niggas, shit is the Klan, I said
my young nigga, "You the man," I said
You wanna end up like my man Ahmed
Praying five times a day, on his head
Screamin' isha Lord that he don't make it to the
Caught up in the system, from his sister
Talkin' 'bout all niggas, how they ain't even with him
Said they would or die, but it ain't even in 'em
Always postin' on the 'Gram, but hey sendin' pictures
Never answer when you call, but for them bitches
Got you twice, damn I should've been a witness
Dismantle my business, just my story
All guns, no glory, been on before me
We in the '40s, still slaves in the present
No for Christmas, ain't get us no presents
Only us evil, made us hungry, made us desperate
Youngin' in the 9th grade, he got a Smith and
Grew up with the goons, now he need
He dropped outta school, he got arrested
Lord with a blessing, I hope he learned his lesson
They us, if we go to jail, we would be respected
They us, if we make a sale, we would run a check in
Threw a rock out in that field, and got
He stumbled, he fumbled, y'all niggas just
They told you to hustle, them don't love you

black American, (na na)
Wanna live the fairer skin, (na na)
to the paradigm, (na na)
Occupied on Marilyn, (na na)
The prophecies of the wild nigga, no
My uncles said stop bitching nigga, no
It's kinda crazy there's another world on the other side of
Pastor rollin' up in that
Pullin' up in that Holy
Preaching, while dying by the Bible code
The destruction, the
The of my faith
My prayers, my
Will be the same

Young America
Young America
Young black
black America
Young black
Young black
Young black
Young black
black America
Young America
Young black