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black America
Young black
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Young black

Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my up
run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner
White man kill a black man, they report us
man kill a white man, they gon' start a war up
Mama she was sour, on the Absolut
Young niggas brainwashed, they wanna rap and hoop
Could've been a until they came and shackled you
Felons on your records so them jobs gettin' back at you
kids ain't eat yet, so you can't even sleep yet
That's the only thing we ever saw, we that
They was playing ball, fouled him hard, said I'd be
Broad day, his life away, soon as he clapped
Gave that boy a sentence, made his momma relapse
Damn, they don't
Comin' from the bottom, it's so hard to make a
Know kids beefin', they let it get out of hand
OGs never told us in advance
niggas killing young niggas, shit is like the Klan, I said
Told my young nigga, "You the man," I
You don't end up like my man Ahmed
five times a day, prostration on his head
Screamin' isha Lord that he make it to the feds
Caught up in the system, visit from his
Talkin' 'bout all these niggas, how they ain't with him
they would ride or die, but it ain't even in 'em
Always postin' on the 'Gram, but hey ain't pictures
Never answer when you call, but answer for 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 slaves in the '40s, slaves in the present
No toys for Christmas, ain't get us no
made us evil, made us hungry, made us desperate
Youngin' in the 9th grade, he got a Smith and
up with the goons, now he need protection
He dropped outta school, then he got
Lord with a blessing, I just he learned his lesson
They told us, if we go to jail, we be respected
They told us, if we make a sale, we run a check in
Threw a out in that field, and got intercepted
He stumbled, he fumbled, y'all niggas rumble
They told you to hustle, them niggas love you

black American, (na na)
Wanna like the fairer skin, (na na)
to the paradigm, (na na)
Occupied on Marilyn, (na na)
The of the wild nigga, no church
My uncles said stop bitching nigga, no
kinda crazy there's another world on the other side of town
Pastor rollin' up in Rolls
Pullin' up in that Ghost
Preaching, while niggas dying by the code
The destruction, the
The obstruction of my
My prayers, my
Will never be the

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