| They don’t want me to win, they don’t want me to eat
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| They don’t want to see a young black man succeed
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| They don’t want to see me take my brothers out of the streets
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| They don’t want me
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| They don’t want me to sleep, they don’t want me to dream
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| They don’t want to see my people livin' good and at ease
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| They wanna lock 'em all up and then get rid of the keys
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| We ain’t never free
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| I’m grateful for life and the prize I reap
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| Every day and every night, I get on my knees
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| And I pray for my guys and they families
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| Hope the Lord hear me
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| I can only imagine the pain and the grief
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| From the innocent mothers with all the shit they had to see
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| When you lose the ones you love to the fuckin' police, it cuts deep
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| When Heaven calls and the angels do they job
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| We start to question God like we could play His part
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| It gets so fuckin' hard, we can’t escape the dark
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| It’s hatred in my heart for the ones who left this scar
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| But everything will be alright soon
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| I just wanna let you know ain’t nothin' like you
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| We live and die, that’s always been the cycle
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| I promise it wasn’t about you
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| When you make it to Heaven, give me your eyes, dude
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| Watch over me closely 'til it’s my time too
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| The only thing I can do is turn to the Bible
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| And do my best to help your family 'cause they’re mine too
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| But they don’t want me to win, they don’t want me to eat
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| They don’t want to see a young black man succeed
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| They don’t want to see me take my brothers out of the streets
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| They don’t want me
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| They don’t want me to sleep, they don’t want me to dream
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| They don’t want to see my people livin' good and at ease
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| They wanna lock 'em all up and then get rid of the keys
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| We ain’t never free
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| How could you blame as many sisters and brothers die?
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| If they answer to it go and start another fire
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| Guess they gotta do it, has to show objection to it
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| God bless 'em, no direction, out there gettin' to it
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| 2020, guess it’s the year of the burn, consequences you earned
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| To build this nation that you hate me in, the karma’s returned
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| Well, that’s a stupid question, when will you learn?
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| You never will, word to George Floyd, Emmett Till, and Sean Bell
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| Guess they’d rather see us all in civil unrest
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| Than to go and make some fuckin' arrests, fuck is that?
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| Well, after that, here’s to getting exactly what you expect
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| How you 'posed to serve and protect with your knee on my neck?
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| Look, it ain’t hard to see you not for me, the cycle of atrocity
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| Blew your cover when there about to be some reciprocity
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| I’m with the cause, and it’s gon' be whatever it got to be (Uh-uh)
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| Uh-huh, but vandalizin' buildings, that’s just not for me
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| But even still, if I’ma be real with you, no fuckin' joke
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| Best thing I seen, that police station goin' up in smoke
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| Hmm, felt like vindication for so many folks (For real)
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| Breonna Taylor, Sandra Bland, and so many more
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| They don’t want me to win, they don’t want me to eat
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| They don’t want to see a young black man succeed
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| They don’t want to see me take my brothers out of the streets
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| They don’t want me
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| They don’t want me to sleep, they don’t want me to dream
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| They don’t want to see my people livin' good and at ease
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| They wanna lock 'em all up and then get rid of the keys
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| We ain’t never free
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| Ayy, hold my hand, mama, I’m here for you
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| They think they took your son, but they put him right next to you
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| You the strongest thing on this earth, you unbreakable
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| Plus you brought him into this earth and you raised him too
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| Take a second off every day and get comfortable
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| Celebrate yourself for a change 'cause you never do
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| With all the pressure from society, you always hiding
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| Go outside and show the world a better you
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| I know you worried sick about if I’ma make it home this evening
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| You know 'cause of my color, life ain’t gon' be easy
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| But I’ma be okay if I tell God I need Him
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| That’s what you taught me without even knowing you teaching
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| See what I’m tryna say is you the furthest from weak
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| And I sing your praises because you a G
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| You made me and made the world a better place for your seeds
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| How the fuck could anybody take 'em away from they queen?
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| Uh |